Judge — April 19, 1919 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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ance sical lar- rest. ance ing: King lish April 19, 1919 . W ondering By Watt Mason WONDER why, when spring is here, the picnic germ takes hold, and we streak off to woodlands drear, to eat our victuals cold. We know that icnics are a frost, a burden and a blight; they merely anger and exhaust put in a plight. It always rains on picnic day, and soaks us to the skin; if there are rivers on our way, we're sure to tumble in We eat stale bread and sodden eg 1d many a clammy thing, and crawlir swarm up our legs, and bees and nets sting. A weeping sky above us ends and sheds its drizzling goods, and swear vengeance on the friends w ok us to the woods. “We're done with picnics!” we ex- claim, when homeward we repair; “the picnic is a ghastly game that fills man th despair. And though we live a thou- and years, we ne'er again shall go, to vk sour milk and ginger beers, where and willows grow. We are in carnest in our vow, our words are stern and blunt; you couldn't drag us with a cow to any woodland stunt. But when the spring in gay attire has decked all neighborhoods, we feel again the fool desire to picnic in the woods. We sternly try to crush it down, and om temptation flee; we won't be drag way from town, where all our comforts \t last we hesitate and yield, and think no disgrace, and walk through swamp and fen and field, to reach the picnic place. \nd then we have no fun at all; it’s i ome and flat; I wonder why we always fall for such a game as that. I wonder why we always start a garden ith such vim, and labor till we break heart and dislocate a limb. We know at in a week or three we'll sicken of the task, and then we'll loaf beneath a tree and loll around and bask. I wonder why a hen has wings, since it t wish to soar; I wonder, oh, so many ! The list would be a bore. Lifpings, Firft and Laft ByV.V.M.B I like most things colonial, And “Dames,” and “Daughters,” too, But when it comes to old-time books, I'm stumped, I am, are you? For instance, this is what I read On page 204 “ Affafination, fo we f If preffing on uf fore. As other words are plain enough, You'll please explain to me The game as played by printers of The 18th century. Thousands of America’s Best Cooks Depend on KARO Every Day for Baking, Candy Making, Preserving or Spreads KARO is known as the Great American Syrup —so many house- wives feel that it is indispensable on the family table and in the kitchen. Wonderful fruit cakes, delicious dough- nuts; caramels, fudge and taffy that melt in our mouth—these are only a few of the hundreds of alluring Karo recipes. And when it comes to waffles, griddle cakes, of hot biscuit, lots of folks think there is only one syrup that makes them really worth while—Karo Karo in the Blue Can for cooking and the table; Kaxo in the Red Can for cooking and preserving; Kago maple flavor in the Green Can for folks who like a syrup with the real Maple taste and plenty of sub- stance, New Corn Products Cook Book beautifully illustrated in colors matled on request Corn Products Refining Co. Dept. D. P. O. Box 161 New York i , .