Judge — November 25, 1911 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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HYPNOTISM. He—" Do you believe in byp- notism 2" She—‘T must. I feel that you are about to kiss me, and I'm powerless to resist." s6]_JELLO, Smythe! This you? Curi- ous how a fellow can come into a street car and sit right down by some one he knows well as I know you and never notice him, isn’t it?’ I guess it’s due to what they call mental—mental— mental— You know what I mean. Curious how names of things and people go from you when you have them right at the end of your tongue! “Didn't see you at our club dinner last night. Had a bully good time! There was aman there from—from— I forget just where he was from. No matter. His name was—was—was— Hang it all! why can’t I think of his name? It began with H and was some- thing like Huntley or Hargrove. Any- how, he was a mighty good story-teller. Told the best stories we had after din- ner. He told one about a man named— named— What in time was that fel- low’s name? It was a true story, you know, and it happened in—in— Oh, what in time is the name of that city or town out in Iowa with such an odd name? Kind of an Indian name. Begins with O, I think. I know the name as well as I know the name of New York. There’s @ congressman lives there named— named— Say, what is the name of that congressman who introduced that bill a few years ago providing for— for— Hang it all, I’ve forgotten again! “Anyhow, this man who told the story last night said that this man Blunt or Blount or Bunt or some such name had a dog that he called— Oh, what in time was it he called that dog? Queer name, and I'll have to think of it, be- cause the name of the dog has to do with the story that this Mr.—oh, what was his name?—told. Queer I can’t think of that name when I was intro- duced to the man and shook hands with him! I was telling my wife about him HER GIFT. “* What are you going to give for a wedding present ?”” “Well, I 'mi—er—letting ber have the bridegroom." An Untold Tale. after I went home and she said that she knew a family of the same name in— in— I forget where. Anyhow, the name was the same and it is a name you don’t hear very often. “Well, he said that this dog bit aman named— Let me see! what was the name of the man the dog bit? Some- thing like Marston or Marsters or Mar- tens. Man of the same name on our street. I introduced you to him on the car the other morning. Tall, dark, rather distinguished-appearing man. His wife is a sister of—of— What was the name of that short, red-headed fel- TESTIMONY NEEDED. “ Why did you make such a fuss when Percy Bullion kissed you last night. Were you call- ing for help?" **Gracious, no! For witnesses." low in our college class twenty-five years ago? You know whom I mean, Name began with— He was a cousin of— What was the name of that fel- low who married Billy Jackson's ter— What was her name? Belle or Beulah or something beginning with B. “Anyhow, this fellow— Let me see! where am I at in my story? It appears that this man with the dog named—Ned ~-what’s-his-name? The fellow that in- PROPERLY NAMED. Jolly—"* Bat why do you call him Aviator ?"" Polly—'* Well, he is a Skye ter- rier, isn’t he ?"” vented that thing-a-ma-jig he called a —a— What was it he called it? Well, he had a dog of the same name, and— here’s where I get off! Sorry I haven't time to finish the story, for it’s one of the best we've had at the club since we had that fellow named— What was the name of that tall blond we had last win- ter? Something like— See you later and finish the story. So long!’” A Universal Longing. H, HOW I long for that most happy day, When I am able with delight to say, “The Christmas tiptime is over at last; The ‘present’ is now a thing of the past !’” Toning It Down. 6s] OOK here,’’ said the city editor; “‘you say the air was rent by the shrieks of the dead and dying. Are you sure about that?’” “Well, maybe that’s a little too strong,’’ replied the new reporter. “Please change it to ‘the moans.’ ’’ Welcome Change. HE NEWEST hats have come to town. Poor man will think them nice, For they are higher in the crown, Instead of in the price. Eager for Information. 66"THAT hen has laid an egg every day for the past six months,’’ said the farmer. “Do you suppose she is trying to break a record,” his city cousin asked, “or has it merely become a habit with her?’ All Is Vanity. Madge—"Did you stop playing golf because the weather is too cold?’’ Marjorie—‘‘No; because it’s too cold to wear my pretty golf suit.”” comicbooks.com