Judge, 1918-08-24 · page 21 of 32
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COURTSHIP Getting It Off His Mind—* There is something,” he said when they were alone in the dimly-lighted room, “that I have wanted for a long time to tell you.” “Wait a moment,” she replied. After she had closed the door softly turned, pulling her chair a little n the one in which he sat, she said: afraid I ought not to be here alone with you. Don’t you think I ought to call mama or invite Gracie to come and play something for us?” “Very well, if you think it best,” he answered. “Still, there’s nothing wrong about our being here without a chaperone. Do you think there is?” Automatic Treatment Le Major—Vous acez de la chance d'acoir recu le reméde en méme temps que le coup. Medical Major—You're in luck to have the y applied so promptly.—Le Péle-Méle (Paris). “T don’t sce anything wrong about it.” “You said there was something you wished to tell me.”” “Yes—but perhaps it would be better not to mention it.” “Well, of course if you have changed your mind, I suppose we may as well drop the subject.” “I'm afraid you might not like it if I were to tell you what has been on my mind almost from the first time I ever met you.” “T can’t imagine what you mean; but I'm sure I shall not be offended. What did you wish to say?” “You are sure you will forgive me if I become too bold?” “Yes—George—I’m sure.” “That mole on your cheek. I know a ez-cous! nos cousins de le pire, la mére, la fille, les deux tombent chez nous comme une bombe.”” “Ma chére, vous auriez dit descendre é la pink of it! our cousins from Carcassonne —father, mother, daughter and two sons— descended on us like a bomb.” “Dear me! I should think you would have taken refuge in the cellar!"—L'Illustration (Paris). doctor who can take those hairs out of it so that they will never come back.”— Dayton News. In a Way—“ Didn't you tell me you were Miss Pert’s first choice?” “Ina way, I was; I had the refusal of her hand.”"—Baltimore American. Not That Sort—Suitor (after propos- ing)—If you are already engaged why didn’t you tell me so? She (indignantly)—I'm not the sort of girl that boasts of her conquests.—Boston Transcript. Evolution _ “La main que j'ai demandée il y av @ genoux!" “And this is the hand I once asked for on bended knee!"—Le Péle-Méle (Paris). It’s simply absurd! showing me low-cut collars like these? Do you mean to say you keep nothing taller? Shop-girl—I'm sorry, but our next size is cuffs. —Cassell’s Saturday Journal. Apparently the Case—I/ndulgent Mother—You mustn't be too hard on Tommy on account of his careless dressing. It’s only a habit he’s fallen into. | Fastidious Father (inspecting him)— Yes, he looks as if he had fallen into the habit he has on now.—Boston Tran- script. Obvious Mistress—1 must tell you one thing! 1 won't allow men in this kitchen. Maid—Well, hadn't you better tell that to your husband yourself?—Nebelspalter (Zur- ich). Diplomacy—* Mrs. Green has another new hat, and I——” “My dear, Mrs, Green has to have new hats. If she were as pretty and as at- tractive as you are she wouldn’t have to depend on the milliner so much.”— Detroit Free Press. Of Course—“Now they want to standardize woman's dress. “Ain’t it standardized? Ev litle squab has a pair of white shoes and a sweater." —Kansas City Journal. Who Dares?—Our women, according to a local authority, never have throat trouble because they wear low-necked garments. Now we know why the sav- ages never have any pains at all—but who dares emulate them?—Chicago News. comicbooks.com