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There is no necessity for any Bank or
Trust Company unless it helps a Community
to be a Better Community and helps its Cit
izens to be Better Citizens.
We are trying to do these two things. If
we can make a man SAVE we have helped
him to 1 become INDEPENDENT. To en
courage SAVINGS we pay 4% interest on
all sums deposited with us.
Atlanta Trust Company
EUGENE R. BLACK, President.
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HARVEST
God swings His years upon me like a
flail,
For I am grain upon His threshing
floor,
And when the proving blows shall
fall no more
Upon the emptied straw stalks,
bruised and pale,
My soul shall then be measured by the
tale *
Of what the harvest yields when
winnowed o’er,
And all the grain be garnered to
his store,
They say His perfect justice must
prevail.
I pray I may not cry beneath the staff
That beats upon me, pitiless and
slow;
Though I shall mark, rejected with
the chaff,
Where flowers of the com and pop
pies glow;
The battered, withered things I
cherished so;
Old broken dreams, at which the
angels laugh.
—F. F. V., in New York Tribune.
POLLYANNA MARRIED
“Ye-es,” Mr. Billings said, reluc
tantly, in reply to his friend’s remark
that Mrs. Joyce was “an awfully sweet
little woman.”
“So cheerful! Always sunny! Al
ways looking on the bright side!”
Billings’ friend continued, enthusias
tically.
“There's such a thing as overdoing
that “bright side’ business,” said Bill
ings. “The other night I was at their
place, and Joyce—you know how ab
sent-minded he is—put the lighted
end of his cigar in his mouth. He
jumped three feet, and was a little
noisy for a minute. In the middle of
it all Mrs. Joyce smiled blandly and
said:
“ ‘How fortunate you were, dear, to
discover it at once!’ ”
—Tit-Bits (London).
MORE UNIONISM
• Steam Roller Driver (to gentleman
who has slipped on a banana skin):
Git up, guv’nor! Git up! If I pressed
your trousers, I’d ’ave the Amalgam
ated Society of Trouser Pressers
writin’ a narsty letter to my union.
—Windsor Magazine (London).
LET “PAT DO IT”
510 Courtland St.
FEES IN PROSPECT
When a young upstart said to a
minister, “I'd like to fill your pulpit,”
the latter quietly came back with the
query, “What with ?”•—Youngstown
Telegram.
IN GOOD TIME
Newly-Married Wife: Why didn’t
you tell me about your past before ?
Ditto Husband: I was keeping it for
the winter evenings.—Passing Show
(London), from a play.
CHERCHEZ LA FEMME!
Every great man hopes Jo be re
membered for his genius or his at
tainments; yet, alas, Solomon the
Wise is remembered chiefly for his
marriages; Henry VIII, the law
maker, for his divorces; Sir Walter
Raleigh, the exploirer, for his little
act of chivalry, and Abelard, the
scholar, for his love affair.
—Helen Rowland, in Brooklyn Eagle.
September, 1922
A DESIRABLE COMBINATION
A California philosopher expresses
the hope that in his next incarnation
he shall be half Irish and half He
brew. “For,” he says, “the Irishman
is happy as long as he has a dollar,
and the Hebrew always has it.”—Bos
ton Transcript.
AIRY FAIRYTALES
Cinderella (before the ball): I have
enough rats to transform into horses
but there’s no pumpkin on the farm
to make the coach.
Fairy Godmother: Never mind, my
dear, I will make you an auto out of
this sardine box.
—Salon des Humoristes (Paris).
NAE FREE GIFTIE
The Bride (inspecting the wedding
presents): They’re awful’ fine, Wullie.
The Bridegroom: Ay' but maist o’
them are from folks no’ yet marrit,
Jean.—Punch.
FAMILIAR SOUND
The static was such that the radio
transmitted nothing but a babble of
voices and a jumble of sounds.
“What’s that?” asked Henrietta
who sat near the horn.
“I don’t know,” replied Robert,
“but I think some women’s club is
just letting out.”—Youngstowns Tele
gram.
Who is the Beautiful Lady?
She is the Best Dressed Lady in the
World.
Then why does she wear so little
clothing?
Because she is the Best Dressed
Lady in the World.
Magistrate (to prisoner): Your ac
complice refused to give his residence.
Where do you live?
Prisoner: Me? Across the way from
him, Your Honor.—Le Rire (Paris).
Patient (after being examined from
head to foot): Well, what did you find,
Doctor?
Doctor (as cheerful as possible):
Well, my man, I find that your right
thumb is in excellent condition.
A Minnesota couple married by
radio now wants a divorce. Old Man
Static again.—Dallas News.
Inexperienced- Young Bride: I want
some lard.
Clerk: Pail?
“I didn’t know it came in two
shades!”
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