Judge — August 19, 1916 — page 4: what you’re looking at

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A Paradise for Prudes IAPHANOUS apparel, laces and D lingerie, daring abbreviations at strategic points, and withal a certain giddiness that goes with the se: son of sunshine and soft breezes make the good old summer-time a veritable paradise for prudes. No sooner are the days of filmy finery and roguish gayety ushered in than the sedate of the earth begin to grow concerned about the morals of the oncoming generation. With heartrending gravity they bemoan the tenden- cies of the times and the outra- geous capers of Dame Fashion. In hushed tones and with fhushed cheeks they whisper into willing and unwilling ears those awful things that they fear are going on. Prudery is a most respectable old art. It rests upon an accu- rately designed superstructure of A Re AE wiiniy: -—_—_ The squirrel—Phew ! studied implications. Its cornerstone is a high respect for the cleverness of the devil and his tribe. Prudes themselves are easily recogni r righteousness and their ability to mistake symptoms of wholesome spontaneity for the conclusive proof of evil-doing. They are also distinguished by a delightful biliousness of temperament that chillsand nauseates you ere their tale is started. very summer the prudes break out with the same old line of persistent misery worked over and warmed up to fit the fashions. No sooner have necks and arms and ankles fought their way to free- dom from superfluous protection than the sour-visaged moralist begins to groan about the shamelessness of modern Eve. And on he goes throughout the sizzling days and nights, volubly self-righteous, confident of his own purity, and blissfully ignorant of the glorious fact that most of the evil he perceives is born, bred and strangled to death in his own cranium. got me beaten to a frazzle! I don’t know who he is, but he's Sixes and Sevens ACCORDING to a press dispatch, the delegates to a recent political con. vention “wore nothing but looks of sat- tion on their faces.” They couldn't get away with it if Anthony Comstock were alive. t Ex-President Taft's League to E Peace has for a starter himself Hughes and Teddy! 2 Rear Admiral Peary promptly refuses to run for United Stat itor. much Arctic experience ihe might be slightly flattened at the polls? ¢ Texas is going to vote to ratify our Mexican policy—but gosh, how she dreads it! force and 2 John M. Parker, the tail of the Bull Moose ticket, thinks he'll continue the business at the old stand. Can't make much at it, maybe, but he'll: try to get a head. 2 Taft is to give a special lecture course on international law next year, Well—Mark Twain wept over the grave of Adam, didn’t he? ¢ Hand some men a lemon will immediately begin the manuf: ture of lemon extract, a silable prod. uct.—Kausgs City Journal. Men with a heart for any fate, even the lemon phosphate. they comicbooks.com