Judge — July 21, 1917 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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“True as to some things. But with the affections and a life that has seemed settled yet is broken it is different “You have been disappointed in love!” The tone was one of pity. “Yes. Or in marriage. Sometimes it means the same thing. Sometimes tove and marriage have no intimate relation. You feel for me. That proves you are in love.” “Ah!” The younger woman's ex- pression was an cloquent affirmative. hen listen. When you are married, cherish the love of the man who loves you. Never be careless of it. Some women do not realize upon their op- portunities. I may have been careless. I may have thought that what seemed settled would never be disturbed. My husband drifted away from me. I may have assumed too much. But I could not stand rivalry. I divorced him, and he never moved to defend himself. Surely that was a confession!" The younger woman was disturbed, but her will to friendship was not affected. She took the other’s hand. “No woman who loves a man can excuse rivalry,” she said. Then she gave a little cry, and rose. “He has come on an earlier train, as I felt sure he would!” And with a happy flutter she started to meet a well-groomed man of about forty who with quick, nervous steps entered the piazza with a searching glance. The smile as he approached left him when he recognized the elder woman, who crumpled in her chair in a faint. When She Answered W'! she answered, did the word Fall so faintly on my ear? Were the faltering tones I heard Sweetest that a man might hear? Did the yielding in her voice Bid my yearning heart rejoice? Truth to tell, I have forgot If she breathed me words or sighs,— If she moved her lips or not!— I was looking in her eyes. While they spoke, my heart athrill, All the world was hushed and still.—B. J. A Basic Objection She—My husband is dreadfully op- posed to Dollar Diplomacy. What do you think about it? Her—I think they might make it 08 cents. Fat women occupy so much of their time in hunting picturesque synonyms for corpulence that it is a wonder they do not make themselves thin with the exercise, New York City Nursery Rhymes WASHINGTON SQUARE hy LOUIS HOW Por and ugly, rich and fair, They all adore Washington Square. Through the Arch And out they march, And look for pleasure in his lair. Dark and fat, and red and spare, They all adore Washington Square. Down the street And up they fleet, And search for muffins in the air. Dressed and little, big and bare, They all adore Washington Square. South and North, And back and forth, They never find, and never care. Everybody Works Poor Father Neighbor—I understand that your son got his B. A. and his M. ¢ Father—Yes, but it is that supports him. till his P. A. The Natural Thing to Do Captain—What did the prisoner do when he saw there was no lock on the door? Guard—Sure, he made a bolt for it. Life’s Similitudes She—What does your friend write about life in the trenches? He—He says it sort of reminds him of the safety zone—it’s partly what you undergo but mostly what you anticipate. Cheering Her Up Bess—I couldn’t marry a man who loved me for my looks alone. Jess—Why, dear, the blind sometimes marry. Just Like a Woman HERE was a Dame lived in our town And she was wondrous wise, She jumped and rolled and dieted And thus reduced her size. And when she found her pounds were gone, With all her might and main She celebrated with a feast And ate them back again. —Alice E. Melbourne. Pomological Son—Dad, how do you spell pear? Dad—Congress spells it p-a-r-e if it’s your income—p-a-i-r if it's your tax. A Disagreeable Illness “What seemed to disagree with him the most ¢ way the doctors did.” Find the man who entered the barber shop vowing he'd not be bullied into anything besides the haircut he needed. comicbooks.com