Judge — October 23, 1915 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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

VERY SEAMLY Guest—And did her husband really insist that she learn to operate a sewing machine ? Hostess—Sew it seams. The Onrush of Time HE PICTURES of women’s fashions of twenty years ago look as quaint to us today as the fashions of a like period of time prior thereto probably looked a score of years ago, and as odd and queer as the fash- ions of a similar length of time before that doubtless seemed to the observer of two score years ago, and soon. At almost any date the modes of a decade or two previous appear more or less ridiculous, and this was prob- ably so all the way adown the corridors of time clear to Eve, when, there being no fashions to look back to, there was, of course, nothing queer about them. In the days of tight skirts we looked back with amusement to the days of hoops and crinoline. When bangs were in vogue we smiled at the recollection of the chignon and waterfall, just as the days of the straight front found the recollection of the Grecian- bend highly diverting. At any date, from the present back to the time of Godey’s Ladies’ Book, one could pick up a fashion publication of a few years before and enjoy ahearty laugh. And so it will doubtless ever be; the correct thing of yesteryear is the laughing-stock of today, and the modes of the present will be cither humorous or pathetic, according to how you look at them, a few years hence. And it is not alone in the matter of wom- en’s garments that this rule holds good. The cabinet organ, once supposed to be a musical instrument; the Populists, thirty years ago suspected of being a political party; the silver-tongued statesmen of yore, with their tremendous pomposity and appalling emptiness; Uncle Tom's Cabin and Ten Nights in a Barroom, once venerated as vehicles carrying messages of vital import; all are now the subjects of jests by the light minded. The elocutionist, the dodo, the torch-light parade, the bluc- glass cure, spirit rappings, the original Swiss Bell Ringers, madstones, croquet, and very many more, once held the center of the stage, but having served well or ill their , predestined purposes, are gone forever. The world does move! —Tom P. Morgan. Most of the honesty is for sale. Uncle Eph Says: Tr REQUIRES adversity to make the optimist famous. The way some women wear their clothes is a revelation. The home atmosphere some- times is mostly tobacco smoke. The war will stop when na- tions get the right regimental attitude. Overeating may have thing to do with overra cost of living. Some men strive for riches while others merely sit down and wait for the old folks to die. Many a man owes his success to his de- sire to spite his sympathetic fricnds. Another optimist is the telephone girl who continues to believe that most of the world is polite. Convinced “This time she is positive she is in love.”” “What convinced her?” “His income.” A GENTLE u're on my feet. Little man—Pardon me, madam, Interest, at Any Rate HE MAN whose capital is gold invests it with a view To earning all his safe will hold (Or five, if one won't do). He hustles for the best per cent "Til Death says, “Have a rest"; Then by his heirs this wealth is spent— That is their interest bank above Invests in Cupid By bringing home a bride; Ere earthly toil this chap has ceased me fourteen tots attest His capital of love increased. They're human interest. —A. Walter Utting. In Suspense Johnny—Pa, what is a ‘‘quandary?” Father—It’s what a man gets into when he tells his wi lic and doesn’t know whether she believes it or not. The rule is that the more worthless the husband the more faithful the wife. HINT 0 Big woman (who wants a seat) Yea, and if you don’t get busy and stand on ‘em yourself I'll continue to stand on ‘em for you!