Judge — April 26, 1919 — page 21: what you’re looking at

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melancholy of loving one who loves you 1 foresaw the bitterness of separations and the terrible fear of losing that which one hopes to keep. Do what you will with me, now, as I what I will with you. You cannot k me too much. My heart, large as the heart of a nightingale, beats and consumes itself with loving. To please you I have kept my insect gaiety, and my taste for benevolent tyranny. I break your vases. I run along the edge of the table to hear you ery “Ah!”—to see you stretch forth your a pretense of tumbling into the garden pool to see you grow a little pale—'tis only to reconquer you afterwards with a look in which you may sce glowing my soul of a tender hot din, ht as a flame, too little to fall, too small to die: ille, Paris. ands; IT ms tom step was broken off a street car. The conductor was polite, and as a fashion ably dressed young lady started to board the car he called out, * Watch your step, ma’am!” “Tt won't be necessary,”’ returned the pretty miss, as she elevated one knee al- most to her dainty chin in an effort to place her foot on the top step. “I'm sure these gentlemen behind will do that for me.” —Wichita Eagle No Waste of Time—The jury com- posed entirely of women had been brought back into the Court room after ten hours’ deliberation. “And does the jury want instruction from me?” asked the Judge, solemnly “No, Your Honor. What we want is a pack of cards suitable for a game of bridge,” replied the forewoman.—Vc rs Gazette yer—Don't you 00 cash would be punishment enough for his breach of promise? The Aggrieved—No, indeed; I want him to marry me.—Boston Transcript. Punishment— think A Mystery—"I simply can’t under- stand the combination of my wife's clothes.” “What puzzles you?” “Well, when she wants to hide any- thing she pokes it down her neck, but when she wants to get it in, it’s always in her stocking."—Wickita Eagle ad Substitutes the cyanid sod din: tute food (Paris) Left in the Lurch—“ What's the mat- ter with your sister?” “The war was over before she got her sock knitted.” Kansas City Journal. He bought oO gD COURTING Looked that Way—“ Edith, that young man has been calling on you now for over a year. Isn't it about time he was breaking the ice?” “T don’t believe he intends to break the ice—he's going to wear it out.”’-—Bos- ton Transcript. Expert Advice—The young man sidled nto the jeweler’s shop with a furtive air He handed the jeweler a ring with the stammered statement that he wished it arked “with some names. “What names do you wish?” inquired the jeweler in a sympathetic tone. From Henry to Clara,” the young man blushingly whispered The jeweler looked from the ring to the young man and said in a fatherly ‘ake my advice, young man, and have it engraved simply ‘From Henry.’ "Argonaut. manner: The Test—“I wanted to find out if the girl I loved really ‘ed for me with- out being influenced by my family name. “What did you do to find out?” “T wrote her an anonymous Iciter, ask- ing her to marry me.”—London Opinion, The New Campaign “A former director Bolshevik propaganda ‘x Kaiser-Devil—Nha! ‘They th Now, off with you and set to wo is acting as the Bolshevik foreign financial ag German Foreign Office couriers.” —Cable. I could! I destroyed Be dney Bulletin. ¢ all the an