The Atlantian (Atlanta, Ga.) 19??-current, April 01, 1913, Image 16

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16 THE ATLANTIAN A purpose and a plan are necessary for every succesful undertaking. In the matter of saving, have some object in view, then con centrate every effort toward attaining it. It may be to establish yourself in business, to buy a home or to provide for old age. This bank encourages worthy efforts and invites your account. 4% on Savings Central Bank £? Trust Corporation CAPITAL ONE MILLION DOLLARS Candler Building BRANCH COR. MITCHELL AND FORSYTH STREETS THE WAY OF IT. Mrs. Grogan—“Oi hear Kelly was in an automobile accident.” Mrs. Dooley—‘ ‘ Yis. Little Timmy Riley across th’ way threw a brick at wan, and it landed on Kelly’s face.” NO RISK. Patient—“I wish to consult you with regard to my utter loss of memory.” Doctor—* ‘ Ah, yes! Why—er—in cases of this nature, I always require my fee in advance.”—Christian Intelligencer. ISAAC LIPSTINE, Member of Yaarab Temple. BUYING HIM CIGARS. President Hadley of Yale, at the Car- negio foundation’s recent luncheon at Dclmonico’s, in New York, said of a certain charge: “Such a charge indicates ignorance— ludicrous ignorance. It reminds me of tho young lady who desired to buy a box of cigars for her fiance’s Christmas. “This young lady, entering tho most fasliionable tobacconist’s in Fifth avenue, said: “ ‘I want to get a box of cigats for a tall, slonder man with bluo eyes and a palo brown mustnchc—my fiance, in fact. Now, George wears dark colors usually, and I suppose a long black cigar would suit him best, don’t you think?” NEVER AGAIN. A German peddler knocked timidly at tho kitchen door. Mrs. O’Sullivan, ex asperated at being called away from her work, opened tho door and glared at him. “Well, did yez want to see me?” she demanded, in threatening tones. The peddler backed down the steps. “Veil, if I did,” lie answered, apolo getically, “I got my vish, much obliged to you.” Mr. Browning (pompously)—“This is a great day for us at home. My daugh ter ‘comes out’ tonight.” Mrs. Diggie (surprised)—“You don’t say so, mister I So does my ’usband; e’s been in for a month.”—Ex. SOCIETY PERSONAL FROM BOSTON. She: “Oh, Jack, I’m awful glad you proposed.’ ’ He: “ Then you accept me ? ” She: “Well, no; but, you see, your proposal puts me even with Kitty Cobb, who had tho most of any girl in our set. ’ ’ “I can’t keep the visitors from com ing up,” said tho office boy, dejectedly, to tho editor. “When I say you’re out they don’t believe me. They say they must see you.” “Well,” said the editor, “just tell them that’s what the all say. I don’t care if you ‘sass’ them. I must have quietness. That afternoon there called at the office a lady. She wanted to see the editor, and the boy assured her that it was impossible. “But I must see him;” she protested. “I’in his wifel ” “That’s what they all say,” replied tho boy. And now a new boy is wanted there. A SILENCER. Dr. Henry Van Dyke, the distinguished clergyman, has a neat way of silencing the censorious. At a luncheon in Princeton a certain bishop was being discussed, and a visitor said: “I don’t like tho bishop. He is too much a man of the world to suit me.” “Quite so,” Dr. Van Dyke retorted quickly; but which world—this or the next?” W. W. ORR, Prominent Member Yaarab Tem ple Shrine. He Will Also At tend the Imperial Council at Dallas, Texas in May. THE KINDRED TOUCH. Little Howard expressed a worldwide sentiment tho other day, subsequent to tho hanging of his mother’s prize yellow leghorn. “Howard,” his mother said, shaking her finger prophetically, “did you hang my yellow pullet in the coal-shed?” Howard kicked a small sandaled foot against tho portico steps. “Ma,” he said, looking down, “I don’t want to talk.” FOOTWEAR OF QUALITY We wish to announce that we are prepared to show you our Spring Footwear for men and women. Each style is exclusive, bears the mark of Quality, the merit of Indi viduality and meets the re quirements of American taste. R. C. BLACK Our 27th Year JJ Whitehall Street