Judge, 1920-01-03 · page 20 of 36
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Some Can C; The Essential—"I— wonder wil Smithers always allude to his wife so lovingly as ‘my own'?” “Well, she is his own. Everything else in his home he is paying for on the instalment plan.”— Pearson's Weekly Encore!—Mrs. Thricewedd—Well, E| sie, how do you like your new papa? Elsie—Oh, mamma, do go on marrying men like that; he's given me a wholc dollar.—Boston Transcript A Respite—* Mrs. Jaggs tells me she is so happy now in her domestic lif “Ts her husband so good to her? ‘0, but he’s been sent to jail.” Baltimore American Mere Mediocrity—"I used to think I possessed the artistic temperament the sacred fire; but I was mistaken. I’m just one among the millions of common people.” “You have no right to say that! You have done some splendid things—things that you could not possibly have done if you had merely been one among the ons of common people. , you're mistaken. I’m just an ordinary, every-day man. Why, my wife has lived with me for eleven years without ever once thinking of getting a divorce!""— Pittsburgh Press rp. Anyway Her Impression— She was a bright girl, but she had ma ried a poor man label, dear,” said a kindly old lady, a friend of many years’ standing, “how do you find married life? “Oh, replied the young woman, with a sigh.— Piltsburgh Press sew-sew!"” Just the Thing—" My wife has a great scheme to save coal.” “What is it?” “Spend the winter in Florida.” ville Courier-Journal. Louis. So-Called Human Nature with his cellar full of coal, Swears at the sugar situation; B, with a well filled sugar bowl, Sa coal strikes will destroy nati B's disposition is not sweet, \’s heart's not warmed by all his heat! \ the Now comes one Mister C in sight » be a helper and a neighbor; He has no sweetness, heat or light, He has no capital nor labor; And yet his disposition’s sunny And he’s a fiend for finding money He goes to B and says, “I've got Some coal for you.” B beams with pleasure! He says to A, “I've quite Of sugar.” A exclaims, “A treasure! Half of A’s coal he buys for B, Half of B's sweet for \ buys he! lot Now Truth and I are more than loath To say he lost by this transaction; Yet A and B are happy, both, While C expands with satisfaction And A and B live side by side, And each regards his brains with pride. Cleveland Plain Dealer The Meanest Man une demi-heure qu Here I have followed b is pocket!" 20 ¢ (a se fait suivre et ca met son mégot dans sa poche!” for half an hour for his cigar-butt and now he Le Journal Amusant (Paris). comicbooks.com