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12 THE ATLANTIAN fr CENTRAL BANK AND TRUST CORPORATION Candler Building Capital, One Million Dollars. Deposits Three Million and Five Hundred Thousand Dollars A STRONG, WELL EQUIPPED, CON SERVATIVELY MANAGED BANK 4% on Savings Deposits .Your Account is Invited. BRANCH, CORNER MITCHELL AND FORSYTH STREETS Asa G. Candler, President. 70 FACTS AND FANCIES. Stray Bits From the Papers. Sign in Brooklyn: “Kick the Prin ter.’* A comma there might prevent trouble. “Umbrellas soon to disappear,’’ is a newspaper headline. Soon! Two of ours have already. Another headline reads: “Horse drops on Georgia Klink.’’ One could almost make a wheeze out of that. The Medical Journal remarks: “His death put a stop, for the time being, to his investigations.” This does not strain credulity. Reporting a carriage accident, the South Bend News says: “Mr. and Mrs. Dice were thrown on Washington avenue this morning.” All fours, probably. “Plant roses all along life’s way,” sings a newspaper poet. Oh, come now, why not sort in a few potatest We can’t live on roses. A . Matter of Hours Only. Mrs. Kawler,: How long did the new cook stay! .jMrs. Kling: I could not tell exactly, the. clock stopped.. Rubbing It In. Patient (angrily): The size of your bill makes my blood boil. Doctor: Then that will be $20 more fipr f ;steriUzing your system. .. A Modern Capture. Jle (wondering if his rival has been accepted): Are both your rings heir looms f She (concealing the hand): Oh, dear, yes. One has been in the family since the time of Alfred, but the other is nower—(blushing)—it only dates from the conquest.—Tit-Bits. Difficult. “What is the hardest work you dot” “My hardest work,” replied the sena tor, “is trying to look like my photo graph, and talk like my speeches when I get back to my home town.”—Wash ington Star. Could Stand It Better. ‘ * How do you know that your daughter’s music is improving! ” ‘ * The neighbors are getting more friendly. ’ ’—Houston Post. Fresh for the Bishop. ‘ * Look here, Dinah, ’ ’ said Blinks, as he opened a questionable egg at breakfast, “is this the freshest egg you can find!” “Naw, suh,” replied Dinah. “We’ve done got a haff dozen laid dis mornin’, suh, but de bishop’s cornin’ down hyar in September, suh, and we’s savin’ all de fresh aigs for him, suh.”—Harper’s Weekly. HE HAS ONLY HAD THAT ONCE. How would it do for Colonel Roosevelt to switch and ask for the Vice Presi dency! He has had that but once.— Dallas News. Many a doting father has paid hun dreds of dollars to learn that his daugh ter couldn’t sing. MEXICO HAS 15,303,717. An Increase of 1,696,458 During the Last Ten Years. Mexico City, Mexico, Jan. 25.—The government census report that has just been issued shows that Mexico has a total population of 15,303,717, which is an in crease of 1,696,458 during the last ten years. The population by States and Territories, compared with the census of 1910, is as follows: States. 1900. 1910. Aguascalientes ... 102,416 118,978 Campeche 86,542 85,795 Chiapas 360,799 436,817 Chihuahua 327,784 405,265 Coahuila 295,938 365,521 Colima 65,115 77,704 Distrito Federal .. 541,516 719,052 Durango 370,294 426,218 Guanajuato 1,061,724 1,075,270 Guerrero 479,205 605,437 Hidalgo 605,051 641,895 Jalisco 1,153,891 1,202,202 Mexico 934,463 975,019 Michoacan 935,808 991,649 Morelos 160,115 179,814 Nuevo Leon 327,937 368,929 Oaxaca 948,633 1,041,035 Pueblo 1,021,133 1,092,456 Queretaro , ... t. 232,389 243,515 San Lois Potosi.. 575,432 624,748 Sanaloa 296,701 323,599 Sonora 221,682 262,549 Tabasco 159,834 183,708 Tamaulipas 218,944 249,253 Tiaxcala 172,315 183,802 Veracruz 981,030 1,124,368 Yucatan 309,652 337,026 Zacatecas 472,190 551,492 Lower California. 47,264 52,244 Tapic 150,093 171,837 Quintana Roo .... 9,086 Total 13,607,259 15,303,717 THE POLITICAL TREND. “We are drifting toward a paternal form of government,” said the econo mist. “Pardon me if I correct you,” re sponded the suffragette, gently; “to be accurate, you should say a maternal form of government. ’ ’—Washington Star. STILL UP. Mrs. Bungle: “Our servant lighted the fire with gasoline this morning.” Mrs. Bingle: * ‘ Did you discharge her!” Mrs. Bungle: “We haven’t found her yet.” WHAT DID HE MEAN? “Well,” said the doctor, cheerfully, “how do you feel this morning! Any aches or pains!” “Yes,” answered the patient, “it hurts me to breathe; but the only trouble now seems to be with my breath.” “Oh,” said the physician, still more cheerfully, “I’ll give you something that will soon stop that.”—Ladies’ Home Journal. Talk isn’t always cheap; it often costs a man a black eye. THE JOY OF GARDENING. (From the Detroit Free Press) The garden is a splendid joy. There is no doubt, Man gets as gleeful as a boy, When sweet peas sprout. One radish showing through the earth Delights his soul, As though this tender shoot were worth A ton of coal. And down upon his bended knees, To make it brief, He shouts with joy, if he but sees One lettuce leaf. And when one cabbage sprout he spies, He laughs to think How he has put those farmer guys Upon the blink. HOW TO RECALL TROUPE’S NAME. (From the Kansas City Star) The manager of a theatrical company, playing a “one-night stand” in Texas, was talking to the hotel proprietor re garding the prospects for business, and then had been assured they were good. Then he asked: “What was the last show you had here!” The landlord thought for a moment and turning to the clerk said: “Say, Fred, what’s the name on those trunks upstairs!” * PRIDE. (From the Chicago Record-Herald) “Pride is a curious thing.” ‘ ‘ Very. ’ ’ ‘ * Some queer things make people proud. I once knew a man who was proud of the fact that he had two thumbs on his right hand.” “I have seen queerer cases of pride than that. A woman whom I know is proud of her son even when she sees him‘taking part in a track meet.” AMONG ARTISTS. (From Punch) First Music Hall Artist (watching Mr. J. M. Barrie’s “The Twelve-Pound Look’’ from the wings) : “I like this yer sketch; the patter’s so good. ’Oo wrote it!” Second Music Hall Artist: “Bloke called Barrie, I think.” First Music Hall Artist: “Arst for 'is address. ’E writes our next.” TWO GUILTY. “Thomas,” said mother, severly, “some one has taken a big piece of gin ger-cake out of the pantry, ’ ’ Tommy blushed guiltily. “O, Thomas,” she exclaimed, “I didn’t think it was in you! ” “It ain’t all,” replied Tommy, “part of it’s in Elsie.”—National Monthly. HE HAS PLAYED THE GAME BEFORE. Mr. Bryan demands a new deal, but refuses to take sides. Does he want to be the dealer!—Pittsburg Dispath.