Judge — June 22, 1918 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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Another Bit of Sensational News ce quil ya?” : est un civil qui s'est blessé en oucrant une lettre chargée.” “What's up? Another war catastrophe?” “No, a civilian cut his finger opening a letter.”—La Baionnette (Paris). COURTSHIP Genuine Second Sight—“When I look into your eyes,” he said, “I am filled with a joy that I never knew before. When I hear your voice I am thrilled, ex- alted. [ha led far and seen much, but never until I met you did I under- stand how glorious a woman could be.” She looked at him for a moment and drew a little sigh. Then she spoke. “T had my fortune told last week, and it has come true. I could not believe it then, but I realize now that the fortune- teller must have had second sight.” “What did she tell you? That you ‘were soon to meet the man for whom you were created? The man whose soul was attuned to yours? The man to whom you would be an inspiration? The man whose life without you would be incomplete?” “No, she told me that I was soon to meet an old simpleton who was going to try by flattering me to make me as silly as himself. Good night.”—Dayton News. Chances—‘What are your of winning that rich young girl?” I've got her mother and father and all her uncles and aunts knocking e.""—Detroit Free Press. Avoid this Motto, Boys—She— What is the correct translation of the motto on that lovely ring you gave me? He—Faithful to the last. She—The last! How horrid! And you've always told me before that I was the very first!—Minneapolis Tribune. If She Were a Man—“ Do you think,” he asked, “that you could learn to love me?” “Possibly,” she answered, “but if I were a man I'd hate to think I was an acquired taste."—Town Topics. His Method—Tom—How is it you are such a favorite with the fair sex? Do you always tell a girl she is pretty? Jack—Any amateur can do that. I tell her she is prettier than some girl I’ve heard her acknowledge to be pretty. —Boston Transcript. The Latest in Outdoor Photography The War Garden Family Group.—London Opinion. How Rude!—Gibbs—I tell you no one can fool my wife. Dibbs—Then how did you get her?— The Clubfellow. A Spotter—Two pals both recently wedded, were comparing the merits of their wives. “Ah, y aid George, who was still very much in love, “ my little woman is an angel! She couldn’t tell a lie to save her life!” “Lucky dog!” said Samuel, sighing. “My wife can tell a lie the minute I get it out of my mouth!”—London Tit- Bits. To Prevent Squab-bling—There are chicken fanciers who don’t want their wives to find out about it.—Roller Monthly. Delighted—The officers of a British patrol yacht were entertaining sweet- hearts and wives. Billy's introduction to Mrs. Marshall by her husband was as charming as it was memorable. Holding out his. hand: “Delighted,” cried the young sub-lieutenant, enthusiastically, “delighted to meet any wife of yours, The Windlass. No-Bored for Him—" Why not mar- ty,” said the Benedict to the misogynist, “and have a wife to share your lot for better or for wors And the disgruntled one growled: “Tt sounds all right; but some of these shareholders blossom into directors!””— Le Rire (Paris). Still Extraordinary—“ Smith was ex- traordinarily attentive to the lady he took in to dinner.” “That was his wife. “T still, maintain his attention was extraordinary.”—Baltimore Ameri- can. Quite Remarkable—McJones—This morning I found a five-dollar bill in my last summer's suit. McSmith—Is that so! I thought you were married.—The People’s Home Journal, Sympathy — Eminent. scientist — 1 didn’t marry beauty, my boy; I didn’t marry wealth or position; I married for sympathy. Friend—Well, London Tit-Bits. you have mine!— comicbooks.com