Judge — March 7, 1914 — page 12: what you’re looking at

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««REGINALD, I'm going to have one of those slashed skirts,’’ announced Geraldine, the battle light shining in her eyes. “Very well, my dear,"’ he as- sented, unfold- ing his paper. “I'm sure you have quite as good an excuse as most women, though it is a trifle thicker in the ankle than it used to be.’” His wife relaxed her squared shoulders, feeling as if she had swung for the jaw— and missed. She sat silent while she re- aligned her forces. Then, “I've invited Longovitch Hairski to give a reading from his book at my next salon.”” “T can stand it if you can,’’ acquiesced Reginald equably. ‘He isn’t so much the vogue as he was a month or two ago, is he? But I suppose you can get a shop- worn lion cheaper than a fresh one."’ Geraldine grunted. It is jarring to reach for a step where there is none. Reginald had burned Hairski’s book and declared his intention of kicking the au- thor downstairs if she ever let him come in the house. “Our Terpsichorean Art Club is to give a series of esthetic dances, and the girls want me to do Salome,”’ said Geraldine presently, and waited for her lord to thump the table and issue a pronuncia- mento. Instead, he pleasantly responded, “In the altogether, I presume?’ Then he added thoughtfully, ‘Dear, dear! How times and people change! Three years ago, when you had the figure for that sort of thing, you would have been shocked at the bare idea—no pun intended—and now — You can make thirty-four, waist, with stout stays; but without them’’—— Geraldine bit her lip and flushed, but her head was whirling so that she could not think of a properly crushing retort. What did this mean? Reginald was not wont to sit meekly and allow his preju- dices to be ridden down. Always he suc- cumbed in the end, yet ever before he had protested heatedly and at length. “TI think that I shall join the Equal Suffrage League,’’ she remarked list- SAUUUANANUAAAEAAUEAAA TETANUS The Non-resistant By TERRELL LOVE HOLLIDAY Shaneaevvvnnnacnvennnnccaceveencvouaueeevgnnseuenvcseanientnte lessly. Where should have glowed the exultation of a conqueror, there gnawed the fear that her flank might be turned at any moment. “There isn’t much publicity to be got- ten out of that, is there?’’ quizzed Reg- inald good-humoredly. ‘‘Unless you break into jail. And that isn’t done over here, you know.”” Redoubt Number Four captured, and still not a shot from the defender. Ger- aldine closed her eyes and hunted for a clew. Maybe he had planted a mine be- neath her feet, and even now sat with his finger upon the button. This idea revived her flagging interest in the game. “‘T have promised to make some speeches for the league,’’ she defiantly informed him. “Hear, hear!’’ he cried approvingly. Geraldine, the fruit of victory ly- ing soggy as a yes- terday’s pancake in her mouth, swal- lowed hard. “‘Thope,’’ reflected Reginald aloud, though apparently communing with himself, ‘‘that she will not become one of those hoarse- voiced, coarse-faced, combative creatures. But of course she will, And women will make cattish re- marke about her, and men will laugh.’’ “Reginald, d-don’t you love me?” There was a quaver in Geraldine’s voice as she put the ques- tion, “Haven't I proved to-night that I do?’’ He came and put his arms around her. the Corner''? “If you loved me, you wouldn't let me make a fool of myself,” she wept upon his shoulder. “Is that what you would do if I should let you have your own way in every. thing?” he teased. “‘As long as I don’t really wish todo silly things, you should tell me that I shall not.’” “Well,’’ laughed her spouse, ‘‘I had no intention of letting you commit any of the follies you mentioned.” . Geraldine sat up with a jerk. “T'll have you know, Reginald Van Courtle’gh,’’ she declared, with cutting distinctness, ‘‘that I shall do exactly as I please !"’ “Twas Ever Thus She sits and waits for hubby dear, Who’s dippy on the tango; And when the baseball season’s on, She sits and sees the fan go. To Have and To Hold “Does Tightwad keep Sunday?" “‘T expect he does, if he ever gets hold HER FAVORITE PLACE First actress—Were you ever married at the ‘ Little Church Around Second actress—I never get married anywhere else. comicbooks.com