Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-04-05


such a chance to make a killing!
"Cheer up | say cried Widener exchanging
stealthy firtatous smiles with a pretty, darngly
dressed woman whose escort was obviously rich
but rOtter
For answer Shag scowled the more hercely.
'You're always black pessimist, went on Punk,
adding with laugh, though perhaps that's why
you've got real estate all up and down the West Side,
and travel about with roll as thick as a thigh"
"There may be something in that, snarled Shag.
"The worlds full of Optimists, and they all work for
pessmists and work overtime.
cts fact" admitted Punk, that work most
of the time to pay you back your loans
Shag flushed. Wasn't thinking of that" he
mumbled.
"Im the one that ought to be sour pursued
Punk I'm down to less than two thousand.
But He glanced toward the pretty young
woman who was still cycling him admiringly I'm
tempted to stay on.
Shag wasn't listening He again muttered,
"What chance for a killing." He was suffering
all the agones Of the fisherman who finds himself In
the midst of schools Of leaping trout, with never
hook and line " Just my internal damn luck!
Mr. Reynolds and Mr.. Widener parahs in
the eyes of the crowd OF financiers and gentlemen
and ladies of leisure about them. They are parlahs
in eyes But as we are not actually In their pres
enCe and So forced to demonstrate our responsibility
by drawing haughtily away from them we can per
haps afford to remember that they are human. We
may even venture the kindly reflection that time was
when their mode of livelihood was the most honor
able and arstocratic of businesses just time was
when plain highway robbery was the chief industry
of the great mobiles, the of their nobility and
its badge But the world moves; and as it moves,
one by one the various modes of living like gen
tleman" pass from respectablity toward inamy.
Gambling particular form OF 1t pursued by our
unsavory new acquaintance, Shag and Punk-has
passed the line Let him who begins to be over
naughty and severe with Shag and Punk bethink him
that mayhap his occupation will be next to stink
into disrepute.
Hello, there's Jack CandIess," cried Widener.
"What Of it ~ growed REYNOLDS He slowly
turned his head until he also was looking at the two
occupants of a carriage that had just drawn up be-
fore the hotel ooh, see, he added sarcastlcally.
"The skirt"
"Well, don't she look good to you?' demanded
Widener his pirate eye devourng every detail OF the
face and figure and dress OF the skirt. Wonder
where he got her.
Married her, said Shag.
"Married? Jack?' Punk laughed derisively.
"Not on your life! He's not the man to annex that
kind Of trouble. Heoves to fly light as the Iightest
Married" repeated Shag, somewhat agrees
lively.
GLOW dye know?'
Cant You see she's straight goods" replied
REYNOLDS "And can't you see he's groom?"
iHe sure has the smile and swagger OF joyful
ass" conceded Widener. And she-well, she's
got the right look in her eye Honeymoonng,
suppose He's a nervy devil. | never liked him.
He's too stuck on hmscIf-thnks he's better than
anybody else
I've observed" said Shag that nobody minds
mans being stuck on himself unless he happens to
have the right to be. Then, whether he's stuck on
himself or not he gets the name OF being -and isn't
popular
Candless and his bride came up the steps bell