Judge — December 7, 1918 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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THE OLD SOD ‘oot On “The Germans tative Gallagher, “retred Represe cording to plan. They are as bad a who said he understood ho: made him the col nel told him to s: put the saddle on wrong end foremost “Why, Pat,’ said the colonel, ‘the end foremost. How es, and they nel’s groom. The colo: He his charger. 1 saddle’s on wre does that happen, you lunkhead?? Sure, colonel,’ replied Pat reproach fully, ‘an’ why didn’t ye tell me, then which way ye wus goin’?”—Detroit Free Press Comforting Message— Ars. Cassidy —Norah is takin’ on awful. Her hus band’s got three years—but he can get jor. wan off for good beha Mrs. O'Brien—TVell her to rest: aisy Sure an’ he may not behave himself Boston Transcript. tone ju Trapped was strolling al day with an Englishman, when they met a beggar woman. “Pat,” said the Englishman, “1 will that woman a dime for every penny 1 give her.” “Right,” said Pat, and he gave her a quarter. When the E his share he said: “Pat, which of us was nglishman had given her the bigg “It was you,” said Pat. “No,” said the Englishman, “it was you, for you gave her all you had.” “But.” said Pat, “that was my tkron Times mother.”” Economy—Little Leo—Pop, do you know that the earth is gradually getting colder and colder? Mr. Corrigan—I do not, but [do know that that overcoat has got to do ye wan to more winter, me son, gintle hin the conthrary,, notwithstandin’,—Bufalo Express ing with a man BORROWERS «| Precautionary — Burrows — Thanks for the $5, old chap—but what is this pamphlet you've handed me? IW yse—T always g ve that witha loan it tells how to strengthen the memory Boston Transcript. How He Did It—“I met your friend Spongely this morning.” How did he strike you?” Said he'd left his change at bome in Boston Transcript. his er trousers.”* Unknown—“I say, old man, lend me an X, will you? “Sorry, old chap, but there braic difficulty in the way.”” What is it?” An X with me is an unknown quan- lity. an alge- JOURNALISM | In the Henhouse Sector—When 1 1 Kramer's little black and white dog attacked a skunk in the chicken at 5:30 p. m, on Friday, the canine was badly gassed, but he would not give up the fight until he had gotten his Hun Brighton (IIL) N n hous Setting Him Right—Jim Bush, edi tor of The Calhoun Clarion, was confident last: week t he had the new-fangled disease, endflewendways, states The Lee ton Times, but his family physician wes uncharitable enough to say that it was just ordinary horse distemper.‘ News- paper men,” he Times’ comment ure frequently denied the privileges ac yrded other people.”—AManta Consti tution, Careless English—Edilor—This foot- ball story won't do at all Fair Author—But the last time I called you told me that what you want were stories with kicks in them! Finicky—“ It’s a hard matter to please some of these society leaders,” said the society editor “What's the matter now?” city editor. “ Mrs. Grabcoin says the writeup of hes ning’s paper wasn’t Birmingham asked the party in this mor punctuated to suit her.” I ee-Heral His Goat—“I've come to kill the printer,” said the little man as he en- tered the Bobtail office. “Any printer in particular?” asked the foreman “Oh, any kind will do. 1 would pre fer a small one, but I've got to make some sort of a show at a fight or leave home, since the paper called my wife's tea party a ‘swill affair.’”"— Meeker Herald. (Continued on Second cing Page) comicbooks.com