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THE ATLANTIAN
April, 1920
WISE DRUG CO.
Cor. Peachtree and Walton St.
PRESCRIPTIONS
CAREFULLY
COMPOUNDED
and filled by experienced Licensed Pharmacists.
Everything Neat, Clean and Up-to-Date.
“A WORD FROM THE WISE
IS SUFFICIENT”
We Want Your Business.
WISE DRUG CO.
Cor. Peachtree and Walton Sts.
ATLANTA GEORGIA
MAD ALENA SINGS.
So many years I tried to sing, and
could not. My fat'her, master of his
art, teaching me day by day, cajoling
the voice^from my throat, coaxing
with alternate praise or blame, work#
ed faithfully.
Faithfully I tried.
Then you came, and took all I had to
give.
A brief but glorious love we loved.
When you were gone, life ended
for me.
You broke my heart.
I sing.
BEHIND ALL AROUND.
Exasperated Passenger (after long
delay at wayside station): Why don’t
you keep better time on this wretch
ed line?
Irish Guard- (confidentially): Well
now, then, ma’am, I’ll explain it all to
ye. The train before is behind, and
this train was behind before besides.
—Punch.
One great advantage of really being
old is that one is beyond being told
he is getting old.—New York Tribune.
'“Are they people worth knowing?”
“I fancy not; they have only one
car for the whole family.”
THE RUSH HOUR.
She: But I thought this iplace was
always crowded.
He: It usually is between seven and
eight, but I believe in coming late to
avoid the rush that comes early to
avoid the rush.—Harper’s.
HEAVE, TOO.
“Shall I bring you some dinner?”
asked the steward of the ship.
“Yes, you may bring me one on ap
proval,” replied the passenger, as he
gazed over the bounding deep. “I
may not want to keep it.”—Cornell
Widow.
A STEP TOWARDS PEACE.
Mrs. Knagg: (How can I keep my
husband at home nights?
Mrs. Bragg: Have you tried going
out yourself ?—'Boston Transcript.
Most of us would admit that our
belief interest in the Memoirs of the
Great lies in the glimpses they afford
of the Other Great at close quarters.
—Punch.
• The man who is looking for a job
sometimes realizes that there is plen
ty of room at the top, but mighty
little at the bottom.
It requires a great deal of inexpe
rience to be beyond the reach of
worry.
You never can tell what will hap
pen when a cocked hat gives up its
dead.—New York Sun.
BEAUTY AND THE DICTIONARY.
She lived next door—a damsel fair,
With eyes ot blue, and—oh, 'her
hair
Was glistening like pure, radiant
gold
That’s spun by fabled nymphs of
old.
I’ve watched her at her casement as
she whirled long hours through,
I’ve seen her in the mornings as fresh
as diamond dew.
I’ve gazed as from afar upon her
pretty lithesome form,
And heard her cheery laughter in
sunshine and in storm.
But never have I spoken to this
neighbor fair of mine,
Though often have I smiled at her,
and answered she in kind.
And then—I heard her at the phone,
And curse the day I pulled that
bonel
She said, “I seen him,” and, “I’ve
went,”
And “Can that stuff,” “I bet a cent,"
And "ain’t you right,” and then “I’ve
sawn”—
And now, alas, her beauty’s gone!
—Washington University (Mo.) Dirge.
ALL OVER.
Hearing a crash of glassware one
morning, Mrs. Blank called to her
maid in the adjoining room, “Norah,
what on earth are you doing?”
“I’m doin’ nothin’ mum,” replied
Norah. “it’s done.”—London Opinion.
APT COMPARISON.
Sober—tWlhat’s this near-beer that
they sell now like?
Souse—'Well, it’s just like having
your girl throw you a kiss. The sen
timent is all right, but you don’t get
any real thrill.—Pitt Panther.
ANSWERED.
“What’s the difference between an
old man and a worm?”
“No difference. Chickens get them
both.”—Michigan Gargoyl.
/BITING.
“My,” exclaimed Mr. Klumsay at
the (Sophomore Cotillion, “this floor’s
awfully slippery. It’s hard to keep on
your feet.”
“Oh,” replied the fair partner, sar
castically, “then you were really try
ing to keep on my feet? I thought
it was purely accidental.’’—Lehigh
Burr.
YOU AND I.
When you are coming o’er the lea,
And I am going o’er it, too,
You see I see that you see me,
And I see you see I see you.
And as we near each other, too,
And as we pass upon the lea,
I think you think I think of you,
You think I think you think of me I
—New York Evening Post.
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