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THE ATLANTIAN
December, 1914
U. S. Government Protection
For Your Savings.
Every dollar deposited in our Savings
Department is as absolutely safe as are
the thousands deposited in our Commer
cial Department, all business of the bank
being transacted in strict accordance
with the rigid banking laws of the U. S.
Government.
Deposit your spare money here where
it will be safe and earn 3| per cent in
terest, compounded semi-annually. We
will give you a handy Recording Safe
for home savings. Ask for it.
Fulton National Bank
Atlanta, Ga.
WILLIAM J. BLALOCK, President.
ARTHUR B. SIMMS, Vice President.
BOLLING H. JONES, Vice President.
HENRY B. KENNEDY, Cashier.
RYBURN G. CLAY, Assistant Cashier.
Making Slow Progress.
Richard rushed into the house after
bis first day at school and seized the
funny page of the paper, scanning it
with eager anticipation. Throwing n
down he exclaimed in utter disgust.
“Gee, but that’s a rotten school.”
“Why, Richard.” said his astounded
mother. “Why do you say that?”
“Well,. I’ve been to it a whole day
and I ain’t learned to read yet.”
Why Shouldn’t He Be?
“Dat baby ob you’s,’’ said Mrs. Jack-
son, “am de puffect image ob his fath
er.”
“Yas,” answered Mrs. Johnson, “he
am a reg’lar carbon copy.”
Picking Them Out.
The governor of a Southern State
came to his office with a friend one
morning, to find a number of men wait
ing in the anteroom. Pausing an in
stant he told a story that was a decid
ed “chestnut.” When they got inside
the privato office the friend said.
“That was a horribly old one you
sprung on those fellows.”
“I know it,” chuckled the governor,
“but did you notice the ones that,
laughed f”
“Wpll, I noticed that three or four
did.”
“Those,” said the governor, “are the
fellows who won’t get in to see me.
They are the ones who have favors to
ask.”
But it Can’t Be Gathered.
A Berlin professor estimates the
commercial value in electricity of a
Hash of lightning . lasting for onc-
thousaiulth of a second at 29 cents.
Who Really Did It.
“So you’ve stopped eating meat, have
you?'’ inquired the actor. “Who did
it—the doctor?”
“No,” said the poet sadly, “the but
cher.”
He Started Something.
“Now,” said the farmer to the new
hand from the city, “I want you to
clean up the pigsty and the stable and
the henhouse and all the other houses
of the stock.’’
The new hand worked vigorously for
a couple of days. Then he appeared
before his employer with both eyes
nearly closed, his mouth swollen and
red lumps all over his face and neck
and hands.
“Gimme my money,” he said; “I’m
go-goin’ to quit.”
“What’s the matter?” said the far
mer.
“I don’t know what’s the matter,”
said the victim, “but it happened when
I started to clean the beehive.”
Retaliation.
“Jimmie,” said the teacher, “what is
your greatest ambition?”
Jimmie considered briefly.
“I think,’’ he said, “it is to wash
mother’s ears.”
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From Baby to Father
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SLUMBER SOCKS-in all Colors
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Glance at our show windows—We are showing
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astonish you.
WE ARE AGENTS FOR THE FAMOUS
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They are the World’s Best Offerings—None Better.
R. C. BLACK, 35 Whitehall St.
27 years at the same stand
THIS COUNTS FOR SOMETHING.