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32 THE ATLANTIAN November, 1922 J. H. EWING MORRIS M. EWING CHAS. A. EWING SEE OUR LIST BEFORE Renting or Buying We May Have Just the House You Want J. H. EWING & SONS Real Estate, Renting and Loans Phone Ivy 1512 25 Walton St. Loan Agents for the Fidelity Mutual Life Insurance Company A BRIEF ROMANCE. By Carolyn Wells. When Thyrza Gotrox he han won, A happy man was Joe one Sun., He thought, “My life will be all fun, For Thyrza has a lot of mon!” “I am not fit to tie your shoes,” He said; “your darling Number Tues.” But all such loving banter fled, Quite shortly after they were Wed. His tastes were all opposed to hers, He said, “I cannot stand it Thurs., “To separate, we must decide— “You like eggs boiled—I like 'em Frid!” They quarraled, and Joe, after that Went off and left her where she Sat! “That chapter of my life is done,” Said Thyrza, smiling like the Sun. The temperature was ninety-eight degrees when Vice President Cool- idge addressed the Minnesota State Fair. Some folks will be hard to con vince that it wasn’t ninety-eight be low. 1st He—A woman spends half her time complaining that she hasn’t a thing to put on her back. 2nd He—Yes, and the other half proving it.—Dartmouth Jack o’ Lan tern. Philip—My man, I think you are one of the most self-controlled men I have ever seen. Morris—Howcum ? “Yciu seem to have a lot of trouble with your flivver. You get angry with it, and yet you never swear at it.” “Well, you see it’s this way. I don’t think the flivver is worth a damn.”— Princeton Tiger. “I have just succeeded in borrowing $50 from Mr. Wadleigh,” announced the impecunious citizen. “Well,” said Mr. Dubwaite, pleas antly, “go on and finish the story.” “How?” “Did he take gas during the opera tion or did you apply a local anaes thetic?”—Birmingham Age-Herald. Mae—Jack was over to see me the other night and I kept telling him what reputation he had for being a devil among the women. Mary (animatedly)—And did he live up to it? “No, he just sat there like a perfect boob arid kept denying it.”—Michigan Gargoyle. Jersey City policemen must smile at citizens, according to the Director of Public Safety. New York police do better than that by citizens. They laugh at them. LET “PAT DO IT’ 510 Courtland St. She—How sweet of you to get me this nice diamond (nestling closer), and no one on earth trusts you more than I do. He—Oh, yes. One person does. She (drawing closer)—Who? “The jeweler.”—Grinnell Malteaser. LET “PAT DO IT” 510 Courtland St. The Inspired Compositor. The year’s prize for inspired type setting is awarded without debate to the person responsible for the follow ing in a New York daily: “The government is interesting it self in a powerless plan said to be capable of remaining in the air in definitely.”—Detroit Ngws. Elsie—Did you ever see anybody so dreadfully slow as Charlie? Jack—Oh, I don’t know. They say he plays a pretty fast game of chess. —Pearson’s Weekly. <• “What does your wife say when you are out so lata at night?” ! “I am not married.” j, “Then why do you stay out so late ?” j)—Kasper (Stockholm). ’;! Blackstone—Why do women always i-like to parade their new finery before | their friends ? Mrs. Blackstone—For the same rea son, I suppose, that you men dress up like drum majors at your lodge con ventions.—New York Sun. Every square mile of ocean is be lieved to have a population of some thing like 120,000,000 fish.—One of those items. Of this number, disgruntled fisher men will maintain that 110,000,000 are dogfish and the rest sea robins. “That guy’s a blamed hypocrite.” “What makes you say that, Jim?" “See him go into that Math, class with a grin on his face.”—Brown Jug. A soft light falls On tinted walls, Incense is in the air. The music trills, And jazz then fills The building everywhere. I sit with him Where all is dim, Far from the merry dance. I watch his face And easy grace, And listen—in a trance. Although I know That he will go And say the same things o’er, To other girls With bobbing curls— I fall for him the more. Gee! That’s what makes me sore. —Yale Record. “Pardon me. Did you drop your handkerchief during the toddle?” “Oh! I’m so embarrassed! That’s my dress.”—Carolina Tar Baby. MONEY Furnished Railroad Employees MHOWMMMM1MNMUI Union Investment Co. 341-2 Peachtree St •MmauBUMMaMaunn OLD RELIABLE CONCERN Established More Than Twenty Years