Judge — November 13, 1909 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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ALPHABET OF THE SEASON'S FICTION "S FOR Anonymous. He Is as clever as clever can be. This year his work's fine, In his book, ‘Inner Shrine.” His style is improving, you see. B is for René Bazin, Who writes just as well as he can. He’s foreign, so he Is quite likely to be A brother of Alib Zan. Cis for Mr, Hall Cait Thave a third Who casually When his stor’ She thought that he must be insane, Dis for D: As .CeBs his brother is he, his polite fiction * correct diction; t, it seems that way to me, Is 4 At lea bis for Elinor Glyn, Who wrote of original sin, Don’t think that I'd look Into such a bad book Iwas told by a friend who peeped in, Forman, nded from William the Norma (admit that line 2 May or may not be true, ry few words rhyme with For- Pis for Justus Mi Desi book sells r credit, though I've not read it, Idare say she wrote it to sell. His for Mr. M. Hewlett, Who has fancy, and knows how to rule it. SOME HARD KNOCKS. WOMAN GETS RID OF “COFFEE ART. The injurious action of coffee on the | heart of many persons is well known by | thysicians to be caused by caffeine. | This is the drug found by chemists in coffee and tea. A woman suffered a long time severe heart trouble, and finally her doc- tor told her she must give up coff that al cause of the k it could not My husband do its work would the properly. times have to carry me from| would seem that I said P must ston it, but it 2 cuuld not give it up until I in bed with nervous prostration, ” For weeks I lay there and suffered, Finally husband brought tome some Vostum and I quit coffee and started new and right. Slowly I got sell, Now I do not have any head- ‘hes, nor those spells with weak heart. Weknow it iy Postum that helped mi The doctor said the other day, * I never thought you would be what you are.” I/ wed to weigh 92 pounds and now I Weigh 158. “Postum has done much for me and I Would not xo back to coffee again for | ty money, for 1 believe it would kill me if | kept at it. Postum must be Well boiled according to directions on Package, then it haga rich flavor, and With cream is fi The d Read ad to Wellville,"? found 1" packs “There's a Reason."? aiver read the above letter? A mew one PPearS tron time to time. They are ‘Seauine, 1 and full of human i ent. “And, my! but they have | R is for Kate Douglas Riggs, | Who keeps us as merry as grigs. Her books make you think Of the apple bloom’s pink | Or the fragrance of lavender sprigs. 'S is for G. Bernard Shaw, Who thinks we regard him with awe; But he doesn’t fool us With his feathers and fuss, | Lis for R. Ingalese. Now, what about such books as these? Though perhaps to the mind That is pleased with this kind They may be the kind that will please. Johnson, who wrote book of popular note. 8 Hickey and Tug, And Crazy and Smug, Are chaps that we often can quote. K is that Kennedy man; T is for E. Thompson-Seton, His other name's Charles; also Rann, | Whose nature fakes cannot be beaten. His book, so they say, | His animals all Is based on his play. | Suffer wormwood and gall, ye I'm told that’s a very good plan, | 1 is for William J, Locke. His stocies but mildly will shock. booksellers tell so quickly they sell, They can’t keep his latest in stock. | U is for Mabel H. Urner, In fietion's Id a sojourner, ° wrot ternal Feminin purnal, Which tells of ad V is for Louis Who leads all h Strange Of a Bag Mixed up W is Edith Wharton, 8 Deep themes she delights to exhort on. But I really Her work is reflecti What be did with his ink, But moral perspective striven and striven and She sometimes appears to foreshorte fe yearner, M is for Bannister Merwin I don’t think an Wallac Or Cyrus ‘T, Brady- Or was it some lady? No, no; I'm sure it was Merwin. readers a dance. na he will tell ora Bell rapid romance Irwin, X is an author called ‘* Xenos. 0 is for E. Oppenheim, y a well tell you—between us— Who writes thrilling stories of eri His real name, I find, His 4 steal papers, Has quite slipped my mind; And cut up such cay But, anyway, X is for Xenos, Y is for L. Ditto Young. To fame he has suddenly sprung; But with theme so unpleasant That up to the present It’s left me completely unstrung. rs, a good time. P is for Emery Pottle, Who writes from a boiling ink bottle, His bubbling books seem Like exeaping of steam, But he keeps a firm hand on the throttle. Q is for John Herbert Quick, Who tosses off books with a flick. Well, it’s easy enough To turn out good stull If one has but mastered the trick. Z ix for Misa Zona Gale, Who knows how to tell a good tale. | ‘Though their | Her books are just dear— rolyn Wells in The Bookman, ‘THEIR FIRST VISIT. “I's lucky we came early, these here front js always the first ones that’s picked out when a good play is on.” NOT A SUFFRAGIST, YET. During the presidential campaign the | ‘‘Indeed, I am_not!"" question of woman suffrage was much | other, most emphatically. discussed among women, pro and con,| ‘Oh, that's too bad; but, just sup- and at an afternoon tea the conversa-| posing you were, whom would you sup- tion turned that way between the! port in the present campaign?” women guests. “The same man I’ve always sup- “Are you a woman suffragist?"” asked ported, of course,” the one who was most interested. “‘my husband.”” replied the Though sometimes he flicks on the raw. And nothing their sad lives can sweeten, ames are quite queer, | yon applied the Which does not interfere with their sale. was the apt reply ‘ANS’ Tie ideal Food Beverage, Mi brawn, and sinew. Sel desired. Lencing Doslors at Plaoen THE FALL CROP OF CHESTNUTS. A REVELATION TO THE COOK. A happily married woman, who had enjoyed thirty-three years of wedlock and who was the grandmother of four beautiful little children, had an amusing old colored woman for a cook. One day, when a box of especially beautiful flowers was left for the mis- tress, the cook happened to be pre and she said, Yo" husband send yo the pretty flowers you gits, missy? “Certainly, my husband, mammy proudly answered the lady. | ‘Glory!"” exclaimed the cook, “he | suttenly am holdin’ out well!”” i A LITTLE SOCIAL AFFAIR. A woman, dirty and disheveled, went | into a public dispensary with her right ‘arm bruised and bleeding. As the sur- sary remedies he ed, “Dog bite you No, sorr,’” the patient replied “other loidy.”” ‘ane | HE EDITOR will be glad to hear from subscribers or others who » the following issues of Junar to If the same are untorn and in |condition for binding, with no payes | missing, we shall be glad to allow a cash price of fifteen cents for each copy : -bruary 9, 1895, October 30, 1897, and | February 24, September 8, 1900. spare. “The Little ‘Brown Bos” Philip Morris Cigarettes Good? Well, rather. ORIGINAL LONDON