Judge — December 26, 1914 — page 17: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

-—t Copyright, Meggendorfer Blaetter At the Art Exhibit “Den Stock missen Sie aber in der G: bent ja, womit soll ich dann auf zeigen?” “You must leave your cane in the coat- room.’” ‘‘What’s that?) Then what am I going to point at the pictures with?"”—Meggen- dorfer Blaetter (Munich). Tender-Hearted “He is the most tender-hearted man I ever saw.”’ “*Kind to animals?"" “I should say so. Why, when he found the family cat insisted on sleeping in the coal bin, he immediately ordered a ton of soft coal."’—Tit-Bits (London), ntlde si mauvais vins chez vous.” “T substituted two bottles of excellent Burgundy for the indigestib’ “Well, that’s nice of you!’’ “Yes. The wines at your house are usually so bad!""—L’Illustration (Paris*. The Spy Peril Are the automatic machines on pier heads inspected often enough?—Punch’s Almanac (London). The recruit here portrayed, being most anxious to get into Kitchener's army, is determined to accommodate himself to any conditions as they arise. Officer (filling in form)—What’s your religion? Zealous recruit—Well, what are you short of ?—Punch (London). Husband—For goodness sake, what did adress like that for, Maria? —I wanted to look a little chic. Husband—Well, you don’t! You look a full-grown hen!—London Opinion. Copyright, Fiiegende Blactter The Offended Dachshund Owner Besucher (i den Aublick eines Rembrandtschen n sich der Dackel des Haus- so, daranf will ich Sie hiitten meinen Dackel gemeint. Visitor (lost in contemplating a paint- ing by Rembrandt, before which the own- er’s dachshund is lying)—It is not a gen- uine, Mr. Kommerzienrat. Owner—What? Visitor—The Rembrandt. Owner (mollified)——Well, well, I would- n't swear to that. I thought you referred to my dachshund. — Fliegende Blaetter (Munich). Speisekarte in der Nacht ‘‘Why do you ask for the bill of fare every evening? You never order any- thing. “*No; but, then, you know, I always have such wonderful dreams at night!’’ —Man Lacht (Berlin). comicbooks.com