Judge — June 14, 1919 — page 22: what you’re looking at

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¢ shouldn't have to wait When He Did It From what you tell me, Sam, you have been a busy man all your life?” “Yes, sah; yes, sah.” “You've done a gre: and day, Sam, I gue: “Yes, sah deal in your time Dat is I’se done a good lot Rufus, aren't vou feeling ; spite but it was in de boss’ time, No Trust well?” ‘0, sah. I’se not feelin’ very well, sah.” “Have you consulted your doctor, Rufus?” “No, sah. I ain't don’ dat, sah.” “Why? Aren't you willing to trust your doctor, Rufus?” “O, yes, sah. But de trubble is he’s not so alt’gether willin’ to trus’ me, sah.""—Yonkers Statesman ‘Bus or Bust (awoTER) Gomat acan? PENNY ( [icant AFFORD Jmease) lie Ccer SIR! ( COFF AND TAKE ~— LA TANI I! Nature Helps—“ Why is it, Sam, that f a darky cc itting inquired the Northerner. it's disaway, boss When a white pusson has any trouble he down an’ gits to studyin’ ‘bout it an’ worryin’. Then firs’ thing you know he’s done killed hisse’f. But when a negro n to think "bout his troubles, s’ nacherly goes to sleep!"— one never hears suicide?” “Well you si Rough Stuff—“Were you a slave, Uncle Tarr?” “Nussah, Cuhnel; but "bleeged to yo" for de ‘terrygation, dess de same, sah I isn’t old enough. I'se been mar'd fo’ times; dat’s what makes me look all dis- i ated dis-uh-way, sah."”—Country The Higher the Fewer—Daily (London). Express “TOUGH- 6G HIDES A Personal Matter—"The shade of Julius Cassar is present and wishes to con verse with you,” announced the medium Nothing doing,” replied the client “IL want to have a word with the James J. Jones of Hickory Hollow.” “Tdon't know any such person.” ‘Well, Ido, He died last week owing me $40.""—Birming! Herald late A Penny Saved is a Penny Spurned What call thrift sometimes stinginess in others But, cheer up, thrifty ones! The ree ord in meanness is well established by the lady who calk country village and gave a small small—order for goods, ha'p’orth of cat’s-meat The shopkeeper was muttering angry words to himself half an hour later as he made up the order, when a flurricd and breathless maidservant dashed into the place “H-h-have you sent off Mrs. leigh’s things yet?” she gasped. “Just doing ‘em,” snapped the grocer, as he struggled with a sea of parcels. “Oh, thank goodness gasped the girl. “Then don’t send the cat’s-meac. The cat’s just caught “ sparrow London Tit-Bits we in ourselves is at the local shop in a very including a irab- The Way of All Flesh—‘ He says the world owes him a living.” “That may be all right, but what I ob. ject tois the fact that heis trying ‘ec collect it from his friends.” —Detroit Free Press Please Get Off T un get off some very good things occasion ally.” said the sweet young thing at the swell reception “Well, they say I do,” with the monocle. “But it takes you considerable time to do it.” “You mean I am verbose?" ‘Not exactly that; but you've been standing on the train of my dress for ten minutes.”"— Yonkers Statesman @stand you replied the man You Know the Kind —** What sort of a citizen is Glipping? Is he public-spirited? Will he put his shoulder to the wheel?” No. Glipping is strongly averse to exerting himself, but if there happens to be a flaw in the wheel, he is always among the first to point it out Birmingham Age-Herald comicbooks.com