Judge — February 9, 1918 — page 32: what you’re looking at

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is one of the three Most Popular Periodicals among the soldiers” This is the report of the li- brarian of Camp Sherman, Ohio, who conducted a test to decide which periodicals the soldiers were most anxious to get. Judge was one of the three most popular in a list including all the leading magazines. “The happy medium,” Judge, furnishes welcome relaxation for war-strung nerves. It is wel- comed everywhere in the army and navy. Stick a Ic stamp on the cover of this issue, next to Postmaster Burleson’s notice, and drop in the mail; the Government will send it to soldiers or sailors at the front. Do this every week, and you'll make life that much cheerier for a lot of men “over Or send us a dollar and a soldier’s or sailor’s name and address—either at camp or at the front—and we'll send him the next 13 issues. 225 Filth Ave., New York City sad scope your estes for below. enclose $1 Name Street city State COPIES TO BE SENT TO.— Name Camp. city State A Question of Ways and Means By Cortxxe Rocxwett Swats S CUPID was critically inspecting his A ammunition, and pondering upon the advisability of a little bayonet drill, an anxious-faced elderly person in trailing robes came slowly around the corner. “Hello, old dear!” said Cupid cordially. “Seems to me you're looking a trifle seedy; ought to shine up your halo and Hooverize your skirts a bit, eh? And isn’t it about time for us to make plans for our annual campaign?’ “Oh, it’s you!” exclaimed Saint Valen- tine, after a puzzled stare; “didn’t know you in that Boy Scout rig. Plans!” he re- peated bitterly, “what plans would you suggest for a season like this?) Who has leisure to conduct a courtship properly in these days? Who’s going to take time and thought to express heart-throbs in the language of flowers, or in tender poetic effusions? All the poets, amateurs in- cluded, are busy doing things that march toa military band! And with all this talk of conservation, I’m not even sure of get- ting enough lace paper and scrap pictures for the frilly things the children like! Dear me; lovers used to think thi couldn’t get along without my advice as to the delicate chiaroscuro of flirtation, the shy confessions, the artistic grading of emotional effects, the airy persi- flage——" “Tt’s called camouflage now,” chuckled Cupid, admiring his puttees, “and it’s just as effective.” But the saint wept on unheeding. “Understand, I’m patriotic; I’m for Liberty, Uncle Sam and the Allies, every time—T’ve learned that the German brand of sentimentality won’t wash. But it does hurt my feelings as an artist to see the young folks—and they’re a handsome lot this year—cutting out all the love- making “Oh, I wouldn't say that!” protested Cupid, with a reminiscent grin. “As a matter of fact, I’ve been rather busier than usual. Of course methods change, Autre temps, you know——” “You needn’t quote that old thing!” interrupted Saint Valentine rudely; “I’ve seen a good many kinds of courting in my day. But this modern intensive stuff— bah! Man in new uniform meets a girl, throws a chest and says, ‘I’m off for France, Betty; marry me this afternoon?’ She responds with a patriotic air: ‘Cer- tainly, Billy; T’ll knit you a sweater,’ and off they go for the license. Just like that. Where do I come in? Why, even as a mere matchmaker, I’m nowhere, com- pared with one little order from the War Department!” “However,” maintained Cupid firmly, “the vital fact is that people are falling in love as fast as ever, maybe faster. And,” Wall Nuts By JAMES MONTGOMERY TLAGG This clever picture, in full colors, 11x14, mounted on a heavy mat, ready for the frame, sent prepaid for twenty. five cents. Judge Art Print Department L 225 FIFTH AVE. NEW YORK CITY he murmured with an unusually thought- ful look on his roguish face, “somehow, | -believe a good many of ’em care more than ever.” “I’m not so sure,” grumbled the saint. “T can’t seem to adapt myself to these slam-bang, matter-of-fact, iconoclastic times. Why, if the boys and girls do remember to send each other valentines this year, what'll they be like? War postals—and read by a censor at that!” and he went on his way with a pessimistic shake of his hoary head. “T get the old gentleman’s point of view,” mused Cupid, closing one eye and taking careful aim at a pretty Red Cross nurse and an alert young Marine, who were exchanging a casual word on the corner; “but,” he added as he scored a neat double bull’s-eye, “‘personally | can’t complain—I can’t complain!” Cause for Consideration “Say!” demanded the man from over beyond Gobbler Scratch. “If it’s a fair question, why didn’t you take a shot at that feller when he insulted you that-2- way—calling you everything he could lay his tongue to? Is he some sort of kin of your’ rat” “No,” replied Gap Johnson, of Rumpus Ridge, *Ark. “He owes me ten dollars.” Her Glorious Hour By S. E. Kiser 'O her the world had suddenly Become a bright, enchanting place; From trouble she was gladly free, A sweet smile beautified her face. Her happy heart was full of pride, She longed to shout—she was so glad; ‘The reason was she walked beside \ handsome boy in khaki clad. SEXOLOGY by William H. Walling, A. M., M.D. the