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5. Lends money 1. Amounts owed to suppliers (2 words)
6. Extra value recorded when buying another company 2. Distribution of earnings
8. Reports assets, liabilities, and stockholders’ equity 3. Merchandise held for sale
(2 words) 4. Borrows money
9. Investments available for quick liquidation (2 words) 7. Ratios that measure the ability to pay liabilities as they
12. Patents, copyrights, and brand names come due
13. Accounts payable is a _____ account 9. Lawsuits and other events that could create new
16. Buildings, equipment, and land (abbreviation) liabilities for the company
17. Cost allocation 10. Inventory is an _____ account
20. Acquisition Cost less Accumulated Depreciation 11. Total amount of depreciation expensed since the assets'
(2 words) date of purchase
22. Owners of a corporation 14. Monies to be received from customers
23. Income tax amounts to be paid later 15. Equipment is a _____ asset account, which is used for
24. Money in the bank more than one year
25. Ratio that measures the ability to pay current liabilities 18. Ratios that measure the ability to pay liabilities for many
with current assets years
26. Total liabilities divided by total assets (2 words) 19. Balance Sheet reporting all amounts as a percentage of
total assets (2 words)
21. Liabilities due within 12 months
A classified balance sheet breaks the three major account types (assets, liabilities, and stockholders’
equity) into smaller classifications to help decision makers better understand the information presented.
Typical classifications and a brief description follow.
Current assets (CA) are those assets expected to be converted into cash, sold, or consumed within
12 months.
Property, plant, and equipment (PPE) summarize amounts for equipment, buildings, and land.
These are long-term assets that are expected to benefit more than one accounting period.
Depreciation expense is the cost allocated to each year of an asset’s long-term useful life.
Accumulated depreciation is the total amount of depreciation expensed since the asset’s date of
purchase. Acquisition cost – accumulated depreciation = the book value of PPE, which is the
amount added to compute total assets on the balance sheet. Land is not depreciated.
Goodwill is created when acquiring a company for an amount greater than its net assets; amounts
paid for the value of its management team, customer base, and overall reputation. Other
intangible assets include amounts paid for patents, copyrights, and brand names.
Other assets are noncurrent asset (NCA) accounts such as long-term investments, which are not
included in any other asset classification.
Current liabilities (CL) are amounts owed to creditors that are expected to be repaid within 12
months. Examples include accounts payable and short-term debt.
Noncurrent liabilities (NCL) are amounts owed to creditors that are expected to be repaid in more
than 12 months. Examples include bonds payable and long-term debt.
Contributed capital (CC) are amounts paid-in (contributed) by stockholders to purchase common
stock and preferred stock. Accounts include capital stock and additional-paid-in capital (APIC).
Retained earnings (RE) is net income earned by the company since its incorporation and not yet
distributed as dividends.
Other stockholders’ equity includes treasury stock and adjustments to stockholders’ equity such as
the change in value of long-term investments.
To answer the following questions refer to the balance sheet presented above.
Q1 How many accounts listed are Current Assets? (1 / 3 / 5) Property, Plant, and Equipment? (1 / 3 / 5)
Goodwill and Intangibles? (1 / 3 / 5) Other Assets? (1 / 2 / 5)
Q2 What is the total amount reported for Current Liabilities? $2,075.8 million
Noncurrent Liabilities? $899.7 million Total Stockholders’ Equity? $4,384.9 million
Purpose: • Identify the value at which amounts are reported on the balance sheet.
Use Starbucks’ balance sheet dated 10/02/2011 (on the opposite page) to answer the following questions.
b. For inventories, $965.8 million is the (acquisition cost / current market value / can’t tell).
c. For property, plant, and equipment, net, $2,355.0 million is the (acquisition cost / current market
value / book value / can’t tell).
d. What amount of investments does this company intend to hold for more than a year?
$479.3 million
g. Current assets total $3,794.9 million and current liabilities total $2,075.8 million. Current assets are
used to pay off (current / noncurrent) liabilities. This company has (sufficient / insufficient) current
assets to pay off its current liabilities.
h. Noncurrent assets total $3,565.5 million and noncurrent liabilities total $899.7 million. Noncurrent
liabilities are used to finance (current / noncurrent) assets.
j. This company is relying primarily on (long-term debt / contributed capital / retained earnings) to
finance assets, which is an (external / internal) source of financing.
k. The balance sheet reports a company’s financial position (as of a certain date / over a period of
time).
l. Assets and liabilities are recorded on the balance sheet in order of (magnitude / alphabetically /
liquidity), which means that (PPE / cash) will always be reported before (PPE / cash).
m. U.S. GAAP and IFRS treat (cash / PPE) essentially the same. However, for (cash / PPE), IFRS allows
valuation at fair value, whereas U.S. GAAP requires (historical cost / fair value).
murmured Gwen. "And it will be just as lovely when the roses come.
They are budding now." In a few moments she emerged from the
rose path into the open. Beyond the rocky ledges a little beach was
visible at low tide. When the tide was up it was nearly covered, but
now the pebbly sands were outlined by swathes of wet brown kelp.
Mounting a rock Gwen stood looking out upon the waters of the
small harbor, and presently made out the identity of a boat which
was headed for the point near which she stood. "I thought I'd get
here in time," she said to herself. She waited till the boat was
beached and the man in it had stepped out, shouldering his oars,
and turning toward the path by which she had come. Then she left
her big rock and went to meet him. "I've been waiting for you, Mr.
Williams," she said cheerily.
"For me," he said, pausing.
"Yes. I want your advice, and maybe your help. Can you put up
window shades?"
He looked at her with a half-puzzled expression. "I have done it at
Cap'n Ben's," he told her.
"Good!" cried Gwen. "I thought you weren't deficient in mechanical
genius. We are at our wits' ends, or rather, I should say, we at Wits'
End are at our wits' end. That isn't so idiotic a sentence as it sounds.
You know we have named our cottage Wits' End, for my aunt was
distracted to know where to stow her goods, and we continue to be
at our wits' end to know how to get anything done in this perfectly
fascinating, entirely maddening place. Poor Aunt Cam has worn
herself out trying to get some one to put up shades. We could send
to Portland for a man, but by the time we had paid his fare both
ways, had paid for his time, his labor and his board, it would amount
to more than the shades are worth. Now, I appeal to you, a maiden
in distress. What do you advise us to do?"
"I'll put them up for you," returned he abruptly.
"Oh, Mr. Williams, how good of you. I'll confess that is what I hoped
you would do. I have felt from the first that we should be friends. You
have always looked at me as if you were rather interested in the new
arrival, and haven't stalked by me with that defiant look some of your
neighbors wear. That's why I thought I'd hunt you up and pour out
my troubles to you."
"I'm glad you did," he returned. "Shall we go now?"
"To put up the shades? Can you?"
"If you have the screws and things. I can go."
"What fun to go back and tell Aunt Cam the work is all done. Have
you been in our cottage? Don't you think it is perfectly charming?"
"It is a very nice little place. Will your parents be here, too?" he
asked after a pause during which he strode by her side with eyes
downcast.
"Oh, no. I have no parents."
A smothered exclamation caused her to turn to look at the man. His
lips were compressed, his head bent.
"Oh, never mind," said Gwen, gently. "You didn't know of course.
There are only Aunt Cam and myself left. I never had any brothers
and sisters except one tiny baby brother who died before I was born.
I always lived with my grandparents even during my mother's
lifetime. Now they are all gone."
The man was silent for a little, then he asked in a queer strained
voice, "How long since?"
"I was about six when my mother died. Grandfather did not live long
after. Grandmother died about five years ago. Aunt Cam was a
teacher in China, in one of the medical missions, but she came back
after mother died. I don't know very much about my father's people.
Grandmother seldom mentioned them or him. I don't remember him,
for he died when I was a baby. I am a kindergarten teacher, but I
wasn't well last year, and Aunt Cam insisted upon my giving up a
month earlier to come up here to recruit, so I shall have a long rest.
Now, Mr. Williams, you have my history." She looked at him
expectantly as if inviting a like confidence.
"A man's life here can't be called exactly monotonous," he said after
a pause, "for there is always incident enough if one cares for the
quality of it, but there isn't much to make history of. I have lived at
Cap'n Ben's for about twenty years, have fished every day when it
was fit, have eaten, drunk, slept, read when I had a chance, and that
is about all there is."
Gwen was silent, then she shot him a glance. "And before Cap'n
Ben's?" she said.
A hot flush mounted to the man's face. "Before that there is nothing
worth relating," he said. And Gwen felt herself properly rebuked for
her curiosity. Why should she pry into a stranger's secrets? Yet she
felt a sense of disappointment.
They presently came to the cottage perched upon the crags, yet
clinging close to the rocks, showing long sloping lines, and simplicity
of design. "When its newness wears off," said Gwen, "it will look just
as we want it to. Come in, Mr. Williams, and I will get the shades. I
can help you, if you want me to, but I am afraid I should never be
able to put them up alone. I can't manage a saw, and some of the
rollers are too long."
Her companion nodded. He was chary of speech, Gwen knew, but
he took hold of the work as one having a personal interest in it, and
before very long all the windows were furnished with shades.
Gwen surveyed them with a pleased look. "I don't know how to thank
you, Mr. Williams," she said. "I am afraid I was very audacious to
descend upon you as I did, but I was desperate. Shall I?" She
fumbled at the little side bag she wore. "I believe the charge—some
of them charge—"
Mr. Williams put up his hand peremptorily. "Stop!" he said. "I have
done this only—"
"To accommodate me," exclaimed Gwen despairingly, then with a
sudden smile, "Please don't say that. I am so tired of hearing it. Any
other word, please."
"I have done this because it was a pleasure," he said gravely
smiling. "And I will call it even if you will promise me one thing."
"And that is—"
"Whenever you get into difficulties that you will come to me, just as
you did to-day, and ask me to help you. If I can do it I will."
Gwen seized his hand. "I told myself you were good and kind the
very first time I saw you. Thank you so much. You make it all seem
very easy when we know there is one friend we can depend upon. I
am afraid I shall bother you a great deal," she continued. "You may
be sorry you exacted such conditions."
He shook his head. "No, I know what I am saying, and I am quite
willing to repeat the terms of our contract."
"Very well, then it's a bargain," Gwen answered.
That night, for the first time since their arrival, Luther Williams sat at
the table with Gwen and her aunt, and the girl felt sure he had made
the concession to emphasize his offer of friendship which she felt
was sealed since he had elected to break bread with them.
It was after supper that Manny Green came around. He had been
long casting sheep's eyes at Ora, but was not encouraged by Cap'n
Ben nor his daughters. Manny was a tall, good-looking lad, but
shiftless and uncertain. He had been brought up by a childless aunt
who had lavished her best upon him, and had made such sacrifices
as caused righteous indignation among the good woman's friends.
"He's a handsome boy, that Manny Green," remarked Miss Elliott as
she watched the slim-waisted Ora walk off with her admirer.
Miss Zerviah Hackett, who had dropped in for her usual evening
chat, gave a snort. "Handsome is as handsome does," she said.
"He's not worth shucks, Miss Elliott. He goes lobstering when he
feels like it, and when he don't he stays to home. When he wants to
go off sky-larkin' he borrows money from his aunt."
"I'm afraid that's so," put in Miss Phosie, "and I wish he'd stay away
from Ora."
"But they're so young it can't mean anything," remarked Gwen.
"Mean anything! Why! she's sixteen," said Miss Zerviah, "and lots of
girls get married at that age."
"Oh, why do their mothers let them?" cried Gwen.
"'Cause they done the same thing themselves," Miss Zerviah
informed her; "and it's all right when the young man's a sober,
industrious fellow, but Manny's lazy. There's no use in trying to get
around it."
"I'm afraid he is," said Miss Phosie wofully.
"His father was lost at sea," Miss Zerviah went on, "and he was
Almira Green's only brother, so she thinks she can't deny Emmanuel
anything."
"Oh, that's his name, is it?" said Gwen. "I wondered what it could
be."
"He always gets Manny," returned Miss Zerviah. "As I was saying,
he's lazy, and moreover, I maintain that the man that's willin' to
borrow from a woman, even if she is a near relation, is pretty poor
shucks, generally speaking. Nine times out of ten she never gets it
back. It does seem to me that a woman who's been a-scrimpin'
herself all her life as Almira's done, and hasn't allowed herself any
pleasures, has a right to her little savin's when she gits to where
there's no youth left her to make up for the goings without. I'd like to
know who's to look out for her when she's past lookin' out for herself.
Yet she'll up and give over and over again to ease Manny's way for
him, and to allow him to go off sky-larkin'. If she'd done a little more
sky-larkin' herself he wouldn't have a chance to git what's her due
and not his. I'm just put out about Almira."
"I hear she's going to take boarders, after all," said Miss Phenie.
"So she is, and that's what I'm fussing about. She determined she'd
take a rest this summer, but I went to her house to-day and there she
was whitewashin' and paperin', same as usual. 'What are you up to,
Almira Green?' s'I. 'Gettin' ready for my boarders,' s'she. 'Boarders,'
s'I. 'I thought you wasn't going to take 'em.' 'They wrote and wanted
to come,' s'she, 'and somehow I don't seem to be able to get along
without.' I was that put out I walked off without a word, for I know just
as true as I'm settin' here, that Manny's been borrowin' again. He
can fling around his money pretty free when it comes out of her
pocket-book."
Miss Phosie looked distressed. She knew that Ora would reap the
benefit of Almira's hard earnings. The girl was very young, very fond
of pleasure, of the foolish little trinkets and baubles which Manny
bestowed upon her. She was, moreover, a vain little person, who
followed the example of her elder, rather than her younger, aunt, and
was given to considering herself first, though she really had more
heart than Miss Phenie. "I wish Ora wouldn't run with him,"
murmured Miss Phosie as Gwen passed from the room.
"Now, there, Phosie, what's the use of croaking?" said her sister.
"Ora's young, and young things like a good time. Like as not she'll
take up with somebody else before she thinks of getting married."
Then to change the subject she remarked: "What do you think,
Zerviah? Mr. Williams was up to Miss Elliott's cawtage this afternoon
putting up window shades."
"I want to know!" ejaculated Zerviah, this information driving all other
gossip out of her head. "I never knew him to take up with the
summer people before. Did you, Phenie?"
"No, I can't say that I did, but he certainly has taken a shine to Miss
Whitridge."
Miss Zerviah chuckled. This was a new item to stow away among
her stores of information. "Mr. Williams is always real pleasant," she
said. "I never knew anybody to say a word against him, but I can't
say I ever knew him to be more'n polite to the new people, or, as a
matter of fact, to anybody here on this island. He's been here going
on to twenty year, Phenie, and I'll venture to say you don't know
much more about him than when he came. He ain't a Maine man, I'll
warrant." There was a little eagerness in her manner as she turned
her eyes questioningly upon Miss Phenie.
"Well, he ain't communicative," returned Miss Phenie, "but he does
talk about his childhood sometimes, and about what his father and
mother used to say and do. Yes, he does talk a little, but he's a
reserved man, Zerviah. He's not much of a talker at the best, though
he's a great reader."
"And he's kind-hearted as he can be," interposed Miss Phosie. "He
never lets me bring a stick of wood, nor a drop of water when he's
'round, and when father was laid up with rheumatiz last winter there
wasn't nothin' he wasn't willin' to do. There's no kinder-hearted man
in the State of Maine than him, and he's always that quiet in his
speech. I never heard him use a profane word, not but what he can
get mad when there's occasion, but he's too much of a gentleman to
use an oath."
"That's just it," remarked Miss Zerviah, a little spitefully and with
suggestive accent, "he's too much of a gentleman."
"Now, Zerviah," protested Miss Phosie, "how can you say so?"
"Say what? That he's too much of a gentleman. You said so, didn't
you?"
"Not in the way you did. I said he was too much of a gentleman to
swear, but you meant different."
Miss Zerviah laughed. "Have it your own way," she said, rising to go.
"I must be getting up along."
"Don't be in a hurry," said Miss Phosie politely.
But Miss Zerviah had gleaned all that she could, and so, picking up
her milk bucket she went out. She passed by Ora and Manny
walking slowly. Further on she met Luther Williams, who answered
her "Good evening" with a slight bow, but who did not stop, although
Zerviah slackened her pace. She stood still altogether when he had
passed and looked after him as he took the path to the shore. "Now,
ain't that like him?" she murmured. "I don't believe there's another
man on the island that would go wandering off among the rawks
after night. He's queer, there ain't a doubt of it." And she turned her
face toward her own low brown house under the hill where she lived
with her father old Cap'n Dave Hackett, now too feeble for a
fisherman's life, but once a fearless battler with wind and waves.
Gwen, too, was out in the soft June night. She could not be content
to remain in the stuffy house, and had followed Miss Zerviah's way
as far as the road. One could feel perfectly safe anywhere on the
island, she well knew, and she therefore wandered on till she had
reached the lower path leading along the cove. There was still light
in the sky which was reflected in the water, turning it to silver. The
cove was quiet enough but along the reefs outside the water was
beginning to dash noisily. Lights twinkled from several yachts which
had put into harbor, and were rocking, amid a small company of
dories, at anchor. A big fishing schooner, however, lay darkly silent,
her crew ashore making merry.
Gwen paced slowly along, her thoughts on many things. She met
few persons. A boy on a wheel sped swiftly by. Two lovers, lost to
everything but themselves, wandered ahead hand in hand. The dark
figure of a man, looking off across the water, was silhouetted against
the faint primrose of the sky where an opening in the bordering pines
gave a glimpse of the further side. Presently Gwen noticed the
approaching figure of some one who stepped firmly and with the
swing of a city-bred person, rather than of one used to country roads
and unsteady decks.
Seeing her he drew up suddenly, and doffed his cap. "I beg pardon,"
he said, "but can you tell me the way to one Captain Ben Tibbett's?"
Gwen looked up with a smile. "All roads lead to Rome, Mr. Hilary,"
she answered. "Keep straight on and you'll get there."
He bent down to observe her more closely, for the dim twilight
stealing over land and sea shadowed still more duskily the pathway
already dimmed by the overhanging trees.
HE BENT DOWN TO OBSERVE HER MORE CLOSELY.