Judge — July 27, 1918 — page 33: what you’re looking at

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IDGE mem A.D dston, re in regi cof a voked finally bering echoes, uncan plane y, the ed for fom a ithusi- ping n fast everal . Be- duced e eve- hn C. : Post, Editor Thurs. Hotel ed for ocrat E. C Louis necht, , Chi oom w oy 2)$2. Manaet July 27, 1918 joseph, Mo.; Mrs. George Fitch, Cambridge, Ill; Charles Schermerhorn, Times, Detroi rom P. Morgan, Rogers,” Arkansas; Fred Myers, Daily Times, Indianapolis; Harry J. Westerman, Journal, Columbus, O.; L. M. Davis, News-Herald, Joplin, Mo.;' Bart B. Howard, Oklahoma, Oklahoma City, Ok Lee Shippey, Star, Kansas City, Mo.; Williams, William H. Herschel, , Indian- apolis, Ind.; F. W. Hopkins, Wilmette, LL; Clad Thompson, Star, Kansas C lo. There was a sharp contest for the next con- vention, Tulsa, Oklahoma, Washington, D. C., and Philadelphia, Pa., entering the lists. Philadelphia won. After the annual meeting, a luncheon was enjoyed at the plant of Wilson & Co., through y of Thomas E. Wilson, and in the evening a dinner at the ago Athletic Asso- ite ciation tendered by the Chicago Daily News, at | which Business Manager Hopewell L. Rogers of | | that journal presided gracefully. Friday there was a luncheon at the South Shore Country Club, the humorists being guests of John R. Thompson, who was also host at the Horse Show. In the evening the annual dinner of the humorists at the Hotel Sherman was as wittily riotous as usual. The mental flashes between Dougla Malloch, “NOT A THING TER DO BUT SIT AND CRY” “Since Daddy Lef’ ”’ | By Maxcaret E. Sancster I> awful lonesome on th’ beach since daddy | went away I jus’ sit an’ think an’ think of how we used ter play— ‘There’s no one near ter jounce me up, or dip me in | th’ sea, It seems as if there's nothin’ lef’ upon tk’ world but me! It’s awful lonesome on th’ beach since daddy went ter war, I never knew how much my daddy meant to me be- fore; For now there's not a thing ter do but sit an’ watch | th’ sea, An cry an’ wonder when he'll come a-sailing back ter me! | WANTED—AN IDEA! WHO CAN THINK OF SOME | imple thing to patent? Protect your ideas. they may bring you wealth. Write for “Needed Inventions” and “How to Get Your Patent and Your Money.” Randolph & Co., Patent Attorneys, Dept. 129, Washington, D. O. ! EGYPTIAN DEITIES "The Testi ap Pil of culture and finement invarial PREFER. Deities to any other cigarette 1g - egg ett J. U. Higinbotham, Judd Mortimer Lewis, “Ved” Robinson and Eddie Guest throughout the week at the various functions kept everybody happy, and K. C. Beaton, George Bingham, Kin Hubbard, Don Herold, Stanley Horn, V J. Johnson, Charles A. Leedy, John T. Mc- Cutcheon, W. Kee Maxwell, Dixon Merritt, Edward W. Miller, John J. Mundy, Fred Schaefer, Mr. and Mrs. William Donahey, and others contributed humorously to the joys of the event. Others present were’Chi Gamble, William H. Miller, Mrs. die st, Mrs. Fred Schaefer, Mrs. Higinbotham, Mrs. Don Herold, Mrs. Darrah Aldrich, Mis. “Ted” Robinson, Mrs. Leedy, Marjorie Leedy, Mrs Johnson, Warren Johnson, R. L. and Mrs. Pem- berton, Mrs. Judd Mortimer Lewis and the Misses Marjorie and Jessamine Lewis, J. E. anford and Mrs, Sanford, J. N. Darling (“Ding”) and Mrs. Darling, L. H. Gingles, Mrs. Gingles and Master Gingles. The spirit of humor that characterizes all such gatherings was as dominant as ever throughout the weck; yet at every function, and on every occasion, the spirit of the time— a keen, assertive patriotism—was manifest in speech, recitation and story, moving every gathering to cheers. No week more enjoyable was ever experienced by the humori: Yet there was one element of mystery. Who was the gentleman—truly an admirer of humorists and a lover of humor— who paid the hotel bills? A Nut for Future Scientists to Crack The descent of man having again been brought into question, it would be interesting to know the guesses of future ages on finding the Hohenzollern skull. His Specialty “Just notice how much that bow-legged man talks!” “Yes. He seems to like to bandy words, doesn’t he?” Shame, Algy! Algernon took no interest in all the war activi- ties going on about him, until one afternoon he was forced to attend a Red Cross bazaar. While there he noticed two women rolling skeins of yarn into balls, and asked them what it was for. “Why,” was the surprised answer, “this is what keeps the soldiers warm, so that they may be strong to fight the great battle for Liberty.” Algy was puzzled and he replied, “Really?—but wouldn’t you think they would get all tangled up in the silly stuff?” That Boy Again! The boy stood on the burning deck; He didn’t mind a bit. He only stood because it was Too warm for him to sit. But though the flames about him roared, This lad showed no dismay For he was only acting in \ Naval Photoplay! Disillusionment First woman voter—That lecturer said we women are the balance of power. Second woman voter—Yes—and the very next morning I got a notice from the bank that my balance was overdrawn. The Critic's Comment “Old Spooner is married again, I see; The fourth time he has wed; He has a soft spot in his heart—or stay! Perhaps it’s in his head!” Note and Query It’s up to the Austrian people to take the “Hun” out of Hungary. Speaking of farmerettes, chauffeurettes, ctc., will there ever be plain-clothes women? Of course you ordered your coal. But did you get it? comicbooks.com