Judge — March 20, 1920 — page 14: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

htting and hung in : straight lines, and was unen- : os { cumbered by sleeves. The } texture might truthfully be } called rough. t + “How’sthat?” he proudly i if { i The Magical Age of the Child Ky Besyaus De Casseres [ UCKY the child that lives 4 today! It is the magical age for him inquired, turning around and knocking over a lamp. “It’s There is the “movie” with its tremendous appeal to the young imagination. ‘Their im- aginations are living in another half of a 6x9 rug, with eigh- ' | Bs teen-inch slits for the arms, 4 : fastened up the front with steel clips from the office Notice the deep collar and dimension than we grown-ups. The “screen” is their Aladdin's oul the fringe? Nifty, ch, what? Lamp and their Seven-League 4 ; And warm! Say, look here, Boots ui old man, there’s enough left They have the comic sup plements and the rotographic sections, and in the children’s rooms in the public libraries their for another and you must take it home and_ surprise that dear wife of yours. I “Wonderful!” cried the delighted Mr.Wimple. “ How heads hang for long hours over the beautifully colored plates of Robin Hood and Mother Goose wallet uy! easy it is to live well if only Gr ar stripe In our youth we had to build 5 one learns to contrive, as our imaginations out of wore i Mary says. And yet, now and then, you read of some- — in the story-papers—often a hard task; and then we had the bout the hard times.” circus To-day the circus with the children is almost a thing of th one complaining “Oh, you mustn't believe all the papers s laughed Nr. Manybucks. “Let's join. the past. They will soon be riding in airplanes and watching the they’ve been singing our praises long enough.” circus of humanity and the fairy-land of earth, sea and sky with ; Everybody's happy—you know gorged eye and wide mouth, and the automobile gives them a sense of speed we never enjoyed The Plot We used to read the “Golden Days.” ‘To-day the child lives Barr—1 don't like that necktie you're wearing. in them Carr—Do me a favor, old man? Barr—Sure; what is it? Silence in the Court Carr—Repeat that some time when you sce me with my There is a colored judge in a certain southern city before wile whom persons of his race are tried. Aunt Dicey, & huge specimen of flesh and — good nature, had given her testimony The judge asked the court ste nographer to read Aunt Dicey the testimony, in order that she might say if it had been correctly transcribed. Aunt Dicey. inter- rupted: “Jedge, did she put it down dat Tis ix years old?” Judge—Didn't you say you ty wus fifty-six?” funt Dicey—Law, Jody sposen [did say L wuz fifty-six. Twuz meanin’ my bust measure.” My Enemy T hate him; ‘That man with the black hair, So neatly parted, And the contained smile That fascinates foolish girls. I hate him. If he looks at the girl by my side, She will lose interest in me. New Name for MSS. Draws by Koss Wesrov ine Dyer—Any man can accept the inevitable cheerfully. Ryer—Except an editor. le riding to s the housing problem, which also enables him to have his breakfast wh 4 comicbooks.com