Judge — July 24, 1915 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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A Point of View HIS coming year will be one of little charm and concern to many. The annual European trip must be abandoned. There remains only the dull alternative of seeing one’s own coun- try. Of course America isa grand old section of earth, but how stu- pid just to roam about one’s homeland! And, besides, proper folk haven't been doing it. Then there can be no new foreign motor car. It seems one must satisfy one’s self with a mere American make of motor. This is so disconcerting, for these cars are such homelike-looking affairs; one cannot feel that luxurious comfort that is resident only in a car.that has come from that patronized quarter—‘‘the other side."’ One’s clothes must even be of the very ordinary home make. Yes, clothes are being imported; but really to enjoy what one wears, one should “*go across’’ and make one’s own selec- tions, What a frankly stupid outlook for some of us! Simply boring—absurdly boring! It may mean more business for Americans and American manufac- tories. But, truly, it almost punishes one’s conscience to be so much like regular Americans. Doesn't it? No Discouragement Te FACT that a New York boy dislocated his jaw the other day while laughing at a funny story is no argument against legitimate merri- ment. There may have been some reason aside from happy provocation for the accident noted. The boy may not have had many occasions for laughter, and thus his facial mechanism might have been unused to it. And it may be that one’s jaw may be dislocated by a sad parox- ysm as well as by a joyful impulse. There isn’t half enough laughter in the world as it is, and nobody should take warn- ing from this mishap to the New York boy. Life presents too much of soberness to have such an accident put persons who wish to laugh whenever they can on their guard against influences that will give them joy. The few persons who radiate mirth are ‘ORRORS OF WAR An English aeroplane passing over a German trench. L s always popular, because one meets so many more persons who put a damper on good cheer. And the cheerful should not be dis. couraged in their efforts from any fear that they will do their subjects injury, The Waistline HE WAISTLINE is a hypothetical ring around Rosie. Until recently it lay in a comatose state, so quiet and demure that Rosie herself hardly suspected its existence, Not many seasons ago, however, under the stimulation of that renowned architect of fat, the Parisian corsetier, the waistline be- gan to deport itself in a most reckless and unbecoming manner. It twisted and tore away from the homely circle into svelte V's and fetching spirals. It soared to Rosie's shoulders and volplaned daring- ly to her knees. It hid in flufty masses of bouffant drapery, suddenly to reappear and spread itself all over creation. To-day the waistline lights here and there, molding Rosie's con- tour to the whim of the hour, the delight of mother, the disgust of father and the profit of the modiste. What will ultimately become of the waist: line nobody knows. Only one thing is certain: There will always be a ring around Rosie. Brief Decisions GET a line on a young woman's disposition, note her comment upon the matrimonial engagement of some girl friend. No matter how well a widow may ap- pear in weeds, in time she is willing to discuss a new trousseau, The minds that give the most hold the most. Egotism is more than skin deep.