The Atlantian (Atlanta, Ga.) 19??-current, March 01, 1912, Image 14

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14 THE ATLANTIAN HAVE YOU GOT MONEY? Then you want it to make more money. If you do, it will pay you to consult GUARANTEE TRUST & BANKING COMPANY which can furnish you good safe bonds— MUNICIPAL AND CORPORATE. It is also authorized by law to act as Ad ministrator of Estates, a far superior . method to the old form of personal administration. Safe Deposit Boxes for Rent— $3.00 per annum and upwards IS E. ALABAMA STREET A NICE KAN. “Wore you glad when grandpa pro posed to you! ” “Why, of course, I was, dear.” “He’8 such a nice man. It would have been a shame if you had let him marry out of our family.” THE ETERNAL QUESTION. (From Satire.) “My wife made mo what I am.” “Have you forgiven her yetf” T. MINEHAN, Member the Southern Associa tion of Chairmen—Popular Southern Railway Conduc tor. LET THEM PASS; FORGET THEM. (By Benjamin B. Keech.) Never mind the things you’ve heard. Don’t repeat a single word— Let them pass; forget them. Do not mind them, they are not Worthy of a moment’s thought; They have now much mischief wrought. Let them pass; forget them. Never mind what someone said; They were words by malice fed— Let them pass; forget them. They were unkind and untrue And deserve no thought from you. Be among the very few Who will never mind them. Lot the other people say Words unkind from day to day— Let them pass; forget them. Balance matters with them; give Kind words for unkind ones; live As you know you ought; forgive— Let them pass; forget them. Ami if you have said a word Harsh, unkind, and someone heard, Pass it not; but mind it. Sow another kind of seed, Do another kind of deed. Maybe someone’s heart will bleed— If you do not mind it. IN LIQUOR. (From the Yonkers Statesman.) “Did you ever see an oyster In liquor t” asked the prude. “Oh, yes,” replied his neighbor; “I’ve seen an oyster stewed.” MRS. NEWED’S QUANDARY. Mayor Bice, at a June wedding in New Haven, told an appropriate story. “All these young ladies here,” ho I said, “will be married some day. They will all, some day—for race suicide is the thing no longer—be in the quandary of Mrs. Newed. Let them not, however, emulate her. “Mrs. Newed sat one day in a public library, turning over the leaves of the directory. An old gentleman entered. He, too, wanted to .consult the direc tory, and he frowned on seeing it in use. Then he began to pace the floor impatiently. “Two or three other persons entered. They also wanted the directory, .but Mrs. Newed still continued to turn the leaves. “Finally a business man entered. He looked at Mrs. Newed and at the line of waiting people, and, taking in the situation at a glance, ho approached the young woman and said politely: “PLAIN BILL” HOWARD, Member of Congress for the Fifth Georgia District— He’s Making Good. “ ‘Pardon me, but I, as a business man, am accustomed to consulting the directory almost daily. I perceive you are a novice, madam. Let me help you in your search.’ ‘ ‘ ‘ Oh, thank you! ’ ’ said Mrs. Newed, and with a smile and a look of relief she surrendered the huge volume. ‘Thank you ever so much, sir. I am trying to find a nice name for my baby.’ ” MORE EQUIPMENT. Prom the Washington Herald. “Why don’t your daughters take their vacations together t” “They prefer to pool the false hair and the clothes, and each girl has the use of the entire outfit for two weeks.” QUALIFIED. (Prom the Cleveland Plain Dealer.) “Yes, he has been mentioned for Am bassador.” “Indeed! I didn’t suppose he had the necessary ability.” “Mercy, yes! Why, ho pours tea beautifully! ” THE SPIRIT THAT WINS. Two men were standing beside a frozen pond one day last winter, watching the skaters. Among the pleasure-seekers was a very small boy so evidently a begin ner that his frequent mishaps attracted the attention of the men. No sooner had he gained his feet after one fall than down he went again. “Why, child,” called.one of the men, “you are getting all bumped up. I wouldn’t stay on the ice and keep falling down so. Come over here with us and watch the others.” The tears of the last fall, which had been a hard one, were still rolling over the plump cheeks, rosy in the cold, but the child looked indignantly from his adviser to the shining steel runners on his feet. “I didn’t get new skates to give up with,” he retorted. “I got ’em to learn how with.” “Good,” laughed the other man; “go at it again. You ’ll succeed. ’ ’ “Yes,” said his companion, as they walked away, “and if he keeps that spirit he ’ll succeed in bigger things than in learning to skate.” THE BIG LOSER. (From the Cleveland Plain Dealer.) “How is your son?” “Don’t mention him! I’ve cast him off.” “Good gracious! What has he done!” “Done! There’s no end to his ex travagance. ’ ’ “Eh! What form does it take? Yacht, automobile, aeroplane!” ‘ ‘ No. Cliicken farm. ’ ’ HANDY. From the Toledo Blade. Agent—There is the motor car you want. If anything goes wrong with the mechanism you don’t have to crawl under the car to put it right. Customer—You don’t? Agent—If the slightest thing goes wrong with the machinerv the ear instantly turns upside down. T. C. WATERS, Popular Engineer, Southern Railway, County Commis sioner, and Legislative Rep resentative of the B. of L. E.