Judge — November 2, 1918 — page 20: what you’re looking at

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WORDS. | So Soothing—They were talking in a foreign but a friendly tongue. Do you know what they are say- asked another guest. No,” replied the hostess; “I do not understand a word—but is that not the charm of their conversation?"’—Grit. ing Flivverites—“ Dr. Elias Ford C spending some time in Belmar. Jersey Herald. \ man with such a name cannot surely be suffering from a breakdown?—London Opinion Not Same as We Put in Ours From a daily list of pronunciations of French town names we learn that Ham is pronounced Am—same as what the E lish put in their sandwiches.—/deas Handing It wins V. C. with his. Fists,” Now the Huns know what punishment — means. — Passing London). to Them—" Corporal we read. corporal Show Nice Distinction—* They're paratively rich, aren't they? “Well, I wouldn't say ‘comparatively,’ but ‘relatively.”. They have a rich uncle of whom they expect great things.” London Tit-Bits com Stretching Dramatic License Absurd! ¢ maid!—Passing Show (London). There has been a lapse of six months since the last act—and they still The Up-to-the-Minute Side Show “Ce que nous cou rare que le mouton d cing pattes . . exhibons, mesdames et messieurs, vit encore de ses rentes et un employ mande pas d’augmentation.” montrons est autrement adies and gentlemen! What we ing here this evening is more rare, more us, more remarkable than the sheep with five legs. We are showing the only existing 0 can live on his own income, and an >yé who has not yet asked raise.” Tlustration (Paris) THE SEX | Her Daughter—The old-fashioned woman who thought she was creating a+ sensation by wearing a pair of bloomers @ the street has a daughter now who knows she attracts no more than casual interest when she passes along in overalls. Detroit News. Safety in Numbers—Miss Ketcham Three men called on me last evening. Miss Blunt—Were they afraid to come alone?—Boston Transcript. Just Imagine!—Nobody would dare to say that our girls would not make just as good soldiers as our boys. But just imagine a girl with her hair arranged in the prevailing style trying to hear any- thing at a ning post.—Detroit NV Eternal Feminine—‘ And when the war is over, dear, I’m going to bring you home a souvenir,” said the young hus- band about to go “over there.” “Oh, that will be nice, What will it be?” asked the sweet young thing. “One of those German helmets, dear.” “Oh, George, I'd rather you'd bring me one of those French bonnets.” Yonkers Statesman. Hair—“ The average blonde woman,” says someone who has evidently induced a blonde woman to sit still till he counted ’em, “has 140,000 hairs in her head.” To say nothing of those pinned on her bed- room curtain or hid under the pin cushions.—Buffalo News. comicbooks.com