Judge — April 21, 1917 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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DO YOURS LOOK LIKE THESE? Brown-faced, vigorous, healthy youngsters — sick - ness never troubles them. Do yours look like these? Or does constipation, the chief foe to a healthy childhood, handicap them and make them the prey of the many ills that less sturdy little folk are heir to? NUJOL is particularly valuable for relieving constipation in children, as well as in grown-ups because it doesn’t upset the stomach, cause diarrhoea or form a habit. It acts as a simple internal lubricant, encouraging and facilitating the natural act- ivity of the bowels. Your druggist has NUJOL. Avoid substitutes and imitations, Sold in pint bottles only Dept. 13 STANDARD OIL COMPANY (New Jersey) Bayonne New Jersey Send for booklet."THE RATIONAL TREATMENT OF CONSTIPATION.” Write your a didress plainly below. Stories with Smiles Breaking the News—Little Marie stood in the doorway, one the doorknob. For a moment she gazed at her mother, who was prepari to go out. ** Mother.” she said, “‘do you know what I am going to give you for your birthday when it comes?” No, dear.” answered the mother. ‘Please tell me.” “A nice hairpin tray with gold flowers on it all around,” said the little girl. “But, my dear,” exclaimed the mother, ** already [ have a nice one like that mother,” Marie answered. “IT have just dropped it No you haven’ icago Herald on the floor.” — His Anxiety—Crewe—Good heavens, how it rains! I feel awfully anxious about my wife. She's gone out without an umbrella. Oh, she'll be all right. She'll take shelter in some shop. Crew e—Exactly. That’s what makes me so anxious.—Chicago Herald. The Advance of Science—Do you eat anything just before going ?” said the physician to the neurotic subject who could not sleep. . no doctor!” the patient replied .”’ said the physicia: just keep a glass of milk and some biscuits beside you, and mak st thing before retiring! “But, docter,”’ replied the sick one, “you told me on no‘account to eat anything before retiring!” “Pooh, pooh!” said the doctor, “that was three months ago! has made enormous strides since then!"”—N. Y. Globe. Science A Wide Opening—‘ Well, how did you succeed with your first diag- nosis? Did you profit by my advice?” The young doctor—I think I did, sir. I told the patient that he was suffering from a combination of liver, stomach, heart, lung and brain trouble. Old practitioner—Good! lumbus, Ohio.) No chance of a mistake there!—Sun (Co- So Sensitive—An attorney was consulted by a woman desirous of bringing action against her husband for a divorce. She related a rowing tale of the ill treatment she had received at his hands. So impressive was her recital that the lawyer, for a moment, was startled out of his usual professional composure. “rom what you say this man must be a brute of the worst type!” he exclaimed. The applicant for divorce arose and, with severe dignity, announced: ir, I shall consult another lawyer. I came here to get advice as to a divorce, not to hear my husband abused!" —Chicago Herald. Their First—Little Muffington was a father for the first time, and nothing existed in his world save wife and baby. It was the other morning that, just as he had opened his desk somewhere in the city, the telephone bell rang. . “You're wanted, sir!” shouted the oflice-boy. ‘*.A lady——" Rushing to the ‘phone, he grabbed the re “Yes, dear, what is it “Oh, Cuthbert, dear, come at once! Baby is He waited to hear no more. Flinging down the receiver, he seized his hat and rushed into the street. Within half a minute he was being whirled in a taxi to the suburb where all his hopes were centered. His face was lined with anxiety as he burst into the house and ran upstairs three steps ata time. “Here I am, darling?” “Oh, you're late, Cuthbert. he looked so pretty, [ wanted you to see him.” Baby had his little toe in his mouth, and Wit and Humor. Husband’s Soft Answer —She was waiting for him. thering her brows like gathering storm, nursing her wrath to keep it warm, and when he entered the room she began “This is a nice time of night “T—er—know I’m late,” he hastily interrupted, “but I couldn't help it, my dear. Club had—er—big discussion, on female beauty. “And what had you to do with that?”’ demanded the fretful wif *More’n anyone there. I was the one—er—who had the most be: . an’—er—course, the best authority on female beauty, an— “Why don’t you take off your overcoat, Henry? Let me get your slippers for you. It’s awful cold outside; I think you must be half frozen.” Half a minute later Henry was safely ensconced in his easy chair with his wife at his feet putting his slippers on.—Philadel phia Inquirer. comicbooks.com fac