Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1924-10-18
By DR.. Frank Crane

AS the advertiser any limit? Can he
r put his signs anywhere he pleases
Can he display any kind of sign he
pleases, no matter how ugly?
Is the soft and modest desire to look out
upon pleasant scenes, is this sentiment Of
civic beauty of any Importance when it
clashes with the desire of Mr. Einstein to
sell pants at amazing values?
Of course there are some extremes to
which the advertisers hardly dare go. So
far as 1 have heard, nobody has yet posted
up on the inner walls of the church the
illustrated merits of Somebody's corn plas-
ters.
The question may be raised Has a per-
SON any inherent right to enjoy the land
scape free from the enforced contemplation
of Mr. Johnson's Rustless Screens and look
ing from car window are we gong too faf
when we ask the handsome gentleman who
makes such meritOrious toilet powder to re-
move his beautiful mustache from our range
Of vision?
A man took a tour in Europe. When he
GOT home he was asked about the places
where he had been. Il don't know he
said. In Paris [ rode about good deal,
but all l saw was, mostly Dubonnet and
Byrrh At London I got on bus plastered
with advertisements and went out to see
Bryan and Mays Matches and Bass Ale,
returning by a street where we saw sun
shine Soap and Cadburys Chocolate AT
Lucerne we visited the lake and gazed for
an hour at Noiseless Sewing Machines. Down
the Rhine yoyagers used to view castles,
ruins and Cities now pass the Purest
Spring Water, the COsieSt Underwear, and
the Suddiest Soap. l couldn't see the Pyra-
-mids for Choicest Hams, and the Coliseum
at Rome\Was obscured by UneXcelled Chew
ing Gum [ reached home and recognized
dear old New York by the signs of my
patent medicine friends
This man exaggerated. The ham adver-
tfsements do not extend entirely around the
Pyramids
But is there any place where we may ask
the hustler to stop in his hustling and give
US a chance to enjoy life?
Of course the newspaper is his for he pays
the bills The man who hands out three
cents for his daily paper doesn't pay for
the white paper, let alone the black smear.
without the advertiser we could have no
newspaper at the present rates; hence we
wish it distinctly understood that whoever
puts an ad in the paper, and especially in
this paper, go as far as he likes, ana
none of these remarks are intended for MN.
We know which side of our bread is but
tered.
But it is a little trying for stranger in
New York, when he is going up to Ninety
sixth street in the subway, to try to see
where he is by looking out the window.
HoIeless Hosiery, and then he finds out that
all the stations are named Peerless Pills.
Of course, he cannot understand a word the
guard shouts. SO he gets off at Unexcelled
Chewing Gum and, coming UP to the light
OF day, finds out he is somewhere in the
Bronx.
Has the street car company a legal right to
thrust upon your notice the exceeding merits
of Thrifliman's Soap when you are trying to
compose your mind by a few chunks OF
~~y1,+ -L,f7 DIV
friend Of yours Absent Treatment? Just
about the time you get a spiritual strangle-
hold on his rheumatism your mind IS d1-
verified by Syrup's Throat Lotions and your
golden meditations chased away by Ready
rheumatism Cure.
Copyright, 1920
before the eyes of Sir John Killigrew and
Rosamund. and all might be we'll.
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