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DID YOU EVER KNOW A MAN
By T. E. POWERS, the. Famous Cartoonist
r'opyrUht. 1912. by Americen-JoamU-Exeroinw. Great Britain Rights ttenerted
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<'holly—-Hi called you an i'l.-iyn'li
cant little noodle, did h« ’.’
F’weddj Ya-a-: but 1 got cv n with
him. bah Jove! 1 wrote him a lett.iu,
slgmd it "Yoimhs wesoectfully," and
then scratched out the “Wespectfully."
bah Joti'
There hud bu n a quai i ' between
two Western ■ dito' Hut Smith got
the bes’ B own unqm stiop.ibl\ when
Broun, who owned .1 smalt farm,
bought a inuic Smith printed .1 para
graph about this purchase and headed
It. “Ex tram dinurv Case o f Self-Pos
session.”
STATE FAIR, GEORGIA’S EXPOSITION
The South is now the Eldorado to which all eyes are turned. The rush is on. the people are coming—seize the opportunity while you may
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This xxill be the Banner Fair of Georgia. P S ' * llWe d ° lt? Well> JUSt coms to the Fair and see how well we have carried out every promise in every building.
fril,'oZl'S v'Z “Xm7" '’'■“i""" r~i Six big free aits. the best that 77 Music from three grand md
shown al nn.x .11 ry show will money Yon bet they do. But shall make the farmer's life of woman She is sunrenm wh >n m’tl 1- J • ? " tary Band is famous for its ex-
be here. Even prominent breed we want you to see the best and easier. You just can't allord j t eomes to f . ul( , v ... '. ‘" a .>’ omet nng doing ccllent American music. Nat
will be represented bx some of we secured them Th.-v will race missing to go and see this Imild >' ponies to Uno x nk. Her every minute. Excitement shall Reiss Big Concert Band of 25
its chickens This building is . ... '., . ing and examine even pie. ' '* akes and p "‘ s ' voukl melt 1,1 supreme. Fun, innocent pieces will help to carry out the
well worth a trip miles to see ,' 7'' " ,ai ' ir,> " machinery, and let the salesmen 'J” ir pickles and fun. at everv turn. Make a point ’ y ’. r, ' fll mmsieal treat in store for
Buy a . ami start in the 1-mbs and do the dippy act as in ( . )IJirsr „ slloW yo|( preserves rank highest. Supreme to visit the' Midway often .nd t,H,se who like music It is the
poultrx ind. strx they ulide through the air qualities of each ; n •ill )■<*>> work . , x- ' , crowning feature of the Georgia*
- stay long. ’ton eant resist it. State Fair this year.
noon and e night CVe Th’s “hJfcr. CamP ° n dUling ““ 10 ta *“ B « covering five acre.. Drills will be given each after-
EXCURSION RATES ON ALL HASLROADS IN THE STATE OF GEORGIA
GEORGIA STATE FAIR
Auspices Ga. State Agricultural Society
MACON, ( A, OCTOBER. 15—23
W. t. DUNWODY. PRESIDENT harry C. ROBERTS. General Manager
'—MAG AZINE SE( ! ION
"Is mam,in’s good little boy readv
Ito have his bath now?”
t Oh. ma v , cut out the goody-goody
. business! Win ti ach ip's six year; old
1 it’s time to take him out of the kinder
| iri<n class I’ll have my splash in
the tub when I've had a cigarette"
l Tweed and Cheviot tailors, wrote to
t Livingstone Bigfront as follows;
, "We must have something on ae
■ count by Saturday next—what can w■?
1 count on.'"
And Mr I’. i ■ front p omptly replied:
“Ever trx an adding machine?”
THE ATT. ANT A GEORGIAN AND NEWS. SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 7, 1912.
"What ,’ces arbitration mean, teach
er?”
"It means that when two powers of
equal strength get hold of a smaller
country, they agree to divide it equal
ly.”
A railway contralto recently adver
tised for three wooden sleepers. By
return of post he received a letter from
a neighboring clergyman offering him
the whole of his congregation on rea
sonable terms.
Jones came up tn town one morning
with a bruised and swollen forehead.
His friend Briggs showed eonsidorabl.
curiosity as to the cause of the injury.
"How did it happen, old man?" he
asked.
"Collided with the hat-rack last
night," said Jones, shortly.
"Accidentally?” asked Briggs.
"No. Briggs," replied Jones, sweetly.
"I have every reason to suspect that
It attacked me purposely!"
"Things don’t seem to xtork together
in x our series of dramatic representa
tions."
"They didn't," admitted Mr. JStorm
itigton Barnes. "When we played trag-
edy the box office receipts were a farce,
and when we played farce they were a
tragedy."
"By Jove! I cante away from home
tiiis morning without a penny in my
pocket.”
"\\ hat made you do a thing like
that?"
"I don't know. But I guess my wife
had a hand in it.”
•Mauii —XX hen you broke the engage
ment. of course, you returned the dia
mond ring he gave yoy-
Ethel—Certainly not! I don't care
for Jack any more, but my feelings
have not changed toward the ring.
Little Boy (to gardener)—-Jones, why
do you always pull your barrow be
hind you, instead of pushing it?
Jones—'Cos I 'ates the sight of the
beastly thing.
Irate Parent: “There’s no use talk
ing, young man; my daughter can
never be yours."
Young Man: “Os course she can’t be
my daughter; but she’s going to be my
wife, just the same, and the sooner you
get the idea out of your head that she
isn't, the sooner you'll have room un-
I
!der your lid for some other idea. Now,
then, sparkle up!”
Mr. Timid (hearing noise at 2 a. m.)
I th— think, dear, that there is a
m—man in the house.
His Wife (scornfully)—Not in this
room.
District Visitor (to Mrs. M’Tavish,
who has been complaining about her
husband’s laziness)—But I’ve always
understood that yours was a model
husband.
Mrs. M’Tavish—So he is, miss; but
n’ a working model.