Judge — February 10, 1917 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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“I know that. But ...’’ THE PIPER “T can’t see you again.” She was obviously struggling with ITH cherry blossoms in his curls her pride. . And such a coaxing manner, “T know you can’t. To-morrow I return to France.” That young Aprilean boy unfurls She looked at him more keenly, and was still struggling, but ape Setial vinkes bean. pride won. “To France?” She asked with little show of in- Uscaught by thon aiken terest. . ‘ He kisses all the apple-trees;— “Yes. Iwona furlough. All the time granted me will be And can’t you hear him whistle?— consumed in coming here and returning.” “You are a soldier, then.” “The road I know is straight and white; “Under another name.” He pulled a document from his The lane I know is shaded, pocket, wrote upon a margin, tore it off and handed it to her. With willow trees to screen the light There was reluctance in her movement as she took it and _, And vines about it braided. Twin brooks entwine a field and feed rad ee a ieiennatre. The bluest, wildest flowers, “In the Foreign Legion!” A robin fiddles on his heart; “Why not?” An inch-tall dandelion He extended his hand. Without taking it she turned and Is brave enough to dare to start walked away. Soon she looked back. He was gone. To climb to high Orion.” Months passed. A letter from her, simply as it was ad- . . we Rea yaa ip siamaaives” the das he w And April plays his magic pipe dressed, reached “Hugh Ranger, /égionnaire,” the day he won Foch every hill and talleer the Croix de Guerre. And leads the dance. His lips are ripe: WHO'S WHO? “Fall in, my lads, and follow!” “O”’ OR BEFORE — you have the special privilege of —Ruth Wright Kauffman, applying for — at special discounts.” “Please sir, your attention is respectfully called to the fact On the Border that the funds in our treasury are very low indeed. Having Orderly—Company A is complaining about the beans. * taken the liberty to draw your attention to the present condi- Officer—What’'s the matter with the beans? tion of affairs, we trust your appropriation will be increased Orderly—Too old, sir. Company claims they’re hasbeens. over the amount contributed last year.” “No, he is not in. He will not be in to-day—that is, this week. I am sorry, but it would be best to address him at his business office downtown.” “Positively, my dear Mrs. Ffrench, no obligation what- ever is incurred by your kind support as patroness. All that is sought is permission for your name to appear on the list, showing that your approval is secured for our philan- thropic enterprise. By the way, how many tickets shall I assign to you for the convenience of your friends? Will twenty-five be quite enough? Oh, never mind now; your check by post will be perfectly satisfactory.” “Exquisite, Madame! It becomes you charmingly. It is really one of the very smartest creations w ported this season. You think it ‘too juvenile’? the least, I assure you. I give you my word. Why. you the truth, we sell this model to ladies twice your ag “Mind the goil goin’ up the avenuh? ‘Fine goil. Worth money. Oh, ten thous’n’ or a million or so.” “The coloring suggested will suit the period furni- ture we have advised, and it only remains to select the floor rugs, which may be either Chinese, Persian, or Indian, as preferred? I beg pardon? Oh, yes—an assortment of ‘ < . all, if desired.” OPabiags tht Seat wat toe Pale Of Hans & pantie an eS “The 1920 Model is superior. We will return your Pen ; 4 Hons & rabbit: old car and promise you a handsome credit for it. In Ofy. that way your new limousine will be secured to you at an extremely low figure.” —J.H. At the Woman's Club Mrs. Gibble—How many fresh eggs do you use in mak- ing your Poverty Pudding? Mrs, Gabble—The recipe calls for nine, but since we formed the Economy League I cut it down to eight.