Judge — December 24, 1910 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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CONVINCED. ‘Gee! I thought nurse was only stringing me when she spoke of the sandman. Wish now I hadn't made so much of bim."* row afternoon, will reach me. Good-night."" He shook her hand in a perfectly friendly fashion and went out. All the next day he waited anxiously for a possible summons to return, and now the dusky-hued bellboy of the Dabsters’ Club had brought him the lit- tle, blue envelope with the special-delivery stamp in the upper corner. For a long time he sat and gazed at it. The handwrit- ing was not familiar; but, then, there was nothing extraordinary about that, for he had never been far enough away from Mari- 's side for it to be necessary for her to te to him, and so he had no recollection having seen her handwriting. Of course, he thought, the letter must be from her. Who else, indeed, would be writing him at this precise, psychological moment, and by special-delivery post at that? He tore open the envelope, and for a full five minutes sat staring @® its contents, as well he might, for the léttpr ipo} was type- written and ran as follows: — Fifth Avenue, New York, January —, 191-. Arliss MacAlister, Esq. : Dear sir—In spite of our repeated re- quests for a settlement of our account, we have had no word from you for over a year. In_compliance with your orders we have sent ten dollars’ worth of roses and lilies of the valley regularly every Saturday after- noon to the residence of Miss Starbuck, for thirty consecutive weeks, and we must in- sist upon an immediate settlement for this servi We cannot afford to let accounts of this kind run into large figures, and we feel that, now that the bill amounts to three hundred dollars, we are justified in making ann ofe 897! JUDGE this request. We beg to add that if we do not receive your check by noon to-morrow, we shall assume that you desire to have the account sent to Miss Starbuck for settle- ment. Awaiting your reply, we are, Very respectfully yours, Stone, Jarr & Co., Florists. muttered MacAlister. Worthy of the Spanish “By Jove “What an idea! Inquisition!” THen he tapped the bell, and the dusky lad answering it, he said, “Simeon, just get Colonel Starbuck's house on the 'phone, and ask if Mr. Mac- Alister can speak to Miss Starbuck.’’ In a few moments the boy returned. “De goil on de ‘phone say dat Miss Star- buck done gone to Bermudy all of a sudden, on de ship sailin’ diss yere mornin’,”’ said he. “Thank you, Simeon,”’ said MacAlister; and then, addressing himself, he added, “Bermuda, eh? and no letter for me! Well, I don’t know—that isn’t such a bad idea of Stone, Jarr & Co., after all. The opera tickets and the theater parties and the confectionery are a dead loss, I guess; but there is some salvage from the wreck, after all. And tearing up the blue-paper missive from the impatient florists, MacAlister threw the bits of paper into the waste bas- ket and started that night for Pasadena, Common and Proper rT) HAT is the difference,”’ said the teacher, “between a proper ‘noun and a common noun? The answer was not devoid of logic, but rather unexpected. ‘A proper noun is a noun used properly, and a common noun is a noun used commonly.”* ROCKY TALK. Old Rock—"* Don't you know that a rolling stone gathers no moss ?"” Young Roller (just landed from the top of bill) — “* Neither does a moss-gatherer ever make a splast in this world.” Afterward. (Prom a cletk’s standpoint.) By CHARLES C. JONES. Each department's in full swing, Xmas isn’t over; Come the hosts with everything— How the presents hover! Ab, I'm sure it is no joke— None will dare deny it! Gracious! what a lot of folk Ev'ry Christmas try it! His Substitute. 664) OESN'T your wife ever object be- cause you devote so much of your time to politics?” ad She has a dog that she is very fond of."’ WHY HE M O' Toole—"* An’ why are yez wearin’ mournin’, Muldoon—"* Shure an’ Oi bov t’. terd’y an’ sed thot me subscripshun bod exphired."” OURNED. Muldoon ?"* ‘Th’ iditor ov a magazine Oi ‘ve been takin’ wrote me yis- comicbooks.com