Judge — June 1, 1918 — page 31: what you’re looking at

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ghee 4a What the Sailor Will Wear By Our Own Beaunasn HE toilette kit, way and above all | other considerations, should come first. The sailor who ever hopes to | fise to any degree of social prominence in | the Navy, must stand or fall by the con- tents of his toilette kit. If necessary, one should spend one’s whole first liberty in b seeing that this kit is not only well stocked, but daintily stocked. One of course must have a complete mani- cure set, including cu- ticle scissors, hypo- dermic needle, nail polish and a buffer— never forget the buf- fer. Then should come the toilette water —Parfum of the Alley is regarded highly this season. It has an elusive yet appeal: ing fragrance that is guaranteed to en- tice the most grim-visaged jimmylegs into something nearly approaching a smile— asort of acoy grin. The sailor, alone and unprotected in the Navy, should never hesitate to make use of little wiles of this nature in order to gain his point or escape extra duty. Military brushes, it goes without saying, are essential. One of course need never use these articles; as a mat- ter of fact one never does, but one at least should have them handy in case the movie man should drop around some early morning— heroes, ye know, always brush their hair with military brushes. It is so splendidly masculine. By the way, the wrist watch is becoming so popular in the Navy now-a-days that the sailor who does not wish to be classed with the common herd should wear it around his ankle just above the flare of the trousers.—The Broadside. PARFUM OP THE ALLEY HAS AN APPEALING FRAGRANCE TT TE ANKLE WATCH And Audible Artilleryman—“Is Jim back from the Base Hospital yet?” Doughboy—"Ye eating with us again. e—— SS ve’re glad to hear him '—Trench and Camp. EGYPTIAN DEITIES | “The Utmost in $ Plain End or Cork Ip Rople of culture and inement invanial PREFER. Deities to any other cigarette. 25° Makers sage mpeionrcs | If He Were Boss When these balmy spring days come over, the buckaroo private policing the barrack spends all his time trying to pick out the non-com he would execute first if he were commander-in- chief of the army.—Trench and Camp. In the Way An army chaplain came across a baggage column with a wagon stuck fast. “Men, I see you're in difficulties,” he said. “Can I be of any assistance?” “Yes, sir,” explained one of the drivers, “by making yourself scarce. You see, we can’t very well say to the horses what they’d under- stand while you're about."”"—Camp Dix Times. “Never Mind HALT! WHO'S FRIEND !I IN THE MEDICAL CORPS THERE & "THIS amusing picture in full colors, 9x12, mounted on a heavy mat, ready for the frame, will be sent postpaid for twenty-five cents Judge Art Print Department 225 Fifth Avenue New York City A Fine Little Dog Gob—What a fine little dog you have there; can he do any tricks? Yeomanette—Yes, he'll get your hat for you.—Our Navy. Bull's Eye Every Time They ought to paint a picture of the Kaiser in the center of the targets on the rifle range. It would improve the scores.—Great Lakes Bulletin. Afer a Few Weeks After a few weeks it’s an easy matter to fraternize with the lumps in the straw tick.— Trench and Camp. the Guard!" weve NO FRIEND, IN THE MEDICAL CORPS! HaLT —Wai rth Gas Attack. Honest Bones Bones Jones always was a sport. Before Bones came into the Navy as a ship’s cook he won many a roll with the old ivories. One day a judge fined him $5 for some chickens Bones stole on Monday night, whereupon Bones replied, ‘‘ Make it $30, Jedge, and that'll be up to and including Saturday night, suh.”— Our Navy. What He Said An M. P. said he was directing traffic at a corner along the cantonment pike when he signalled a Ford permission and it ran up his Trench and Camp.