Judge — June 7, 1919 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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A Rondeau of Two Rings By Ricuarn Butter Guarszer “ QAIVE me a ring ’most any night But this,” he ‘phoned. “We'll have a bite At some swell joint just off the Square, Then hit the high spots for a t ‘That will put crimps in any kite. Iam the boy to treat you right As long, kid, as you treat me white; So call me up at you know where— Give me a ring!” ar She answered: “Steady, boy! you might Make me fall for your kind invite Were La simp. Get busy there With that long-promised sol It's out of mind when out of sight With you. Unless your wad is tight, Give me a ring!” A Wrong Diagnosis By Tow P. Morcan “That picturesque old gentleman, sitting there under the tree, must be at least an octogenarian,” commented the motorist who had sopped for a drink of water. “Say, looky yur!” truculently returned Gabe Yaw, of the Sandy Mush, Ark., region. “You're talking about my Uncle Rip! He's eighty-two years old and can’t take up for himself, but I want you tand, by thunder, that he hain’t no part nigger! Drown by W. K. Stanmore “Lemme see some o° dem concrete curtains, pleeze, Mam!" Egg View News-Note By Leste Vax Every Corny Paine has put a notice in the Pollywog “ Plea’ that his second-hand automobile is still for sale. Corny left out a description of the machine, in order to make the advertisement cheaper, and to assure himself of getting more answers. Similar Symptoms By Texxyson J. Dart ‘The cats are out a-courting Upon the backyard fenc The young folks in the hammocks Have just as little sense. The Modern English Novel Reduced for the Mythical T. B. Man Little Rollo. His parents. His nurse. His governess Tea at proper hours. Public school. Growing pains. University life. Much talk. Graduation. Travel Red lights. The vampire. Hero hypnotized. Family jars. Vampire in mischief. All is over between them. Disgust and diatribes. Heroine enters. War motif if preferred. Heart throbs and happiness. The altar. Self-Determination Drawn ty Doxaty McKee, Wilkis—Bump is a go-ahead, aggressive, fighting sort Tue New Formuta of a fellow, isn’t he? Teller (back from the war)—Halt! Who goes there? Gillis—You bet he is. Why, he went down to one of “J.Q. Smith, with a £4 check to cash.” those big parades in New York and actually got within “Advance J. Q. Smith, and be recognized.”” three blocks of it.