Judge — November 19, 1910 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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Learning the Game. BROOKLYN fan took his wife down to the ball park to witness her first baseball game. It was one of a series be- tween the Brooklyn and Chicago teams, and as the home players took the field and the first visiting batter stepped into the bat- ter’s box she settled back in her seat and said she thought she would learn the game’s points very quickly. “Strike one!"’ yelled the umpire, as the pill shot over the pan and faded away from the batter. Again the pitcher unwound and hurled the pellet toward the plate. ‘‘Strike two!’” screeched his umps. Once more the pitcher unwound, and this time the batter fanned the air. ‘‘Strike three! As the bench, the “Lillian, do you understand means?" he asked. “I presume the umpire was calling out the hour,"’ she said smilingly; **but I didn't hear any clock strik baffled batsman slunk to the husband turned to his wife. what that Myrtilla—“Ethyl’s count turned out to be a swindler. Phyllis—"* Honest? Myrtilla—"* Hardly. “No; we were wrong. PICTURE MAN?" He simply saw a perfecto butt that had been tossed from an airship, and he was there with the open mouth."’ “HAS HE A FIT, OR IS HE POSING FOR A MOVING Making Good. By WILBUR D. NESBIT SOYVAKE up, cull!” says the burglar, shaking the man by the shoulder. The man wakes up, and jumps up, too. “‘Wha-what to you wa-want?"’ he asks. BUT IT WOULDN'T COME OUT. Hotel prop yhat’s all this ringing about!"’ Guest—""T dunno, I've lost my collar-stad, an’ I'm trying to dig this little one out of the wall."* “I went troo dis house las’ week an’ got ten dollars an’ a bum gold watch,"’ explains the burglar, ‘‘an’ de papers said dat you said your loss was a hundred dollars an’ joolry tode amount o’ five or six hundred.’’ “Ye-yes?”” “Well, make good, sport. Me pardner dat was watchin’ on de outside made me cough up de differ- ence between what I got an’ what you said I got. Now you got to make good. You can’t beat me dat w The Modern Way. Knicker—"* cry over spilt milk?” Bocker—*No; he raises the price of the remainder on ac- count of scarcity."’ Does he LL TEACH YOU TO PUT MY EGGS IN A FIRELESS COOKER TO HATCH WHILE I’M Away!” A Startling Sensation in the Magazine World. owns to an insistent public demand, The Piffle Magazine will hereafter be published only every other month instead of monthly as heretofore. The contents of the magazine will in every way possible be deprecated and the same dead level of mediocrity will come to you as before with each issue, only the level will be considerably lower. Since the preliminary announcement of this bi-monthly publication we have been deluged with congratulatory letters. “Give it to us less and less often,’’ writes C. U. Furst, of Sprinkle, Wash. “T can hardly contain myself until publi- cation day is over,”’ wires Gut Hines, of Pickle, Mich. ‘‘Thank heavens the effort will now not be so hard on an already emaciated constitution.”” For the next issue, two full months from now, we have an especial treat for our readers. This is a delirious romance in pied type by the foreman of the com- posing room, entitled ‘‘Anthmkljpewqxcy.”” Naturally there will be a change in price coincident with the change in publication, We figure that the relief of receiving The Piffle Magazine once in every two months instead of once a month will make it worth twice as much, so hereafter the price will be $2.00 instead of $1.00 per year. THE PIFFLE MAGAZINE The only monthly magazine in the world whose readers demand its publication every other month. A Most Remarkable Experience. 66] HAD a most remarkable experience the other day on the road,"’ said the seasoned traveler. “Tt must have been remarkable if you thought it so. What was it?"’ “I met two young men on a Chicago Limited, and they talked to me twenty minutes—fully twenty minutes—before they told me they were from New York!" Hickory. dickory, dock! A fair maid hobbled a block ; A street car came—she now is lame— It certainly was a shock. comicbooksic¢