Judge — April 17, 1920 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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I \| i | u i i Deven by Pace Remar I don’t ca uch for this bus, Hecte va going uphi niffed the air as though afraid of it, but in hook himself and began to leap with a high, staccato bark. His mistress walked slowly to indulge his play, holding him by a tiny-linked, gilded chain Another car of an exclusive vogue, yet not new. coming from the opposite direction, stopped a few hundred feet away, and a middle-aged woman de- scended. She also had a Pekinese, and her pet, taking the liberty of the leash, almost duplicated the action Mrs. Baxter’s dog. Following the dogs, but apparently with no intent to 4 moment meet, the women encountered, for the little animals he it sight of each other and were determit acquaintance * How like our dogs are!” the older woman remarked. “It's amazing!” Mrs. Baxter replied An entente was at once established “Mine—I call him Viceroy—was sired by the famo cup winner, Chu Chin. And Viceroy also won a cup at the recent Dog Show,” continued the older woman “Indeed! [think I read about it. But my pet I call him Peterkin—was also sired by Chu Chin!” In conversation it developed that the animals were exactly of an age. And then it was found that they were full brothers. Before long the women were chat- ting like old acquaintances. Each was anxious to learn the temperament and social points of the other's pet “ZT must be going,” said the older woman finally, “but will you not come and sce me at eleven to-mor- She presented her card. “And please bring row? Peterkin “TL shall be delighted,” said Mrs. Baxter, handing her own card. Soon their motors were rolling in dif- ferent directions Mrs. Baxter urged her chauffeur to speed. and at her hotel found her husband still in the library, with a fresh cigar and a book. “You are back earlier than usua “T have a box for the opera tonigh want to go!” “Of course. You're a darlin, “Why are you back so soon? “You'll not believe it, but at last I’ve entered upon the beginning of a realization of my ambition.” “You seem to have many ambitions. You've lost the one you talked so much about when we came to New York. You were then keen to get into Society. Your latest seems to be based on Pekinese dogs! You've he remarked Of course you “ had little else on your mind since t your purchase of Peterkin—exc exclusive motor rides.” His cor nature. “You may ride with me ton —if you care to ride early. Te closed the deal for that house on Fitth Avenue?” ctically. But that is only ning of the dissipation of the money [ve accumu fear, And yet | would throw the rest of it into the fire with a pt. perhaps, vour rent was all in good ou wish me, dear—have you smile if it would make you happy. [t's a long a expensive process to what is called Society, my dear.” “In some cases, yes. But cleverness-—brains—al- him a card 1am calling no oinvitatic ways counts.” She handec upon this lady tomorrow, by her “And who is ‘this lady"?* card. “A leader of Soctet She owns the brother of Peterkin, my Pekinese.” war ng the sked, sca Very Likely The bee buzzed on from flower to fl And nowhere long did stay, From which we judged it must have been Phe eeu's buzzy day Getting Into High Gear Mother's throwing plates at father.” Is she angry with him?” No; but she’s workin m? Social Economy “Bobbie, you'd better ge to the drug-store and get some castor oil.” But mother. can we afiord it?” Drwen by ROB Price Sroxts or THe Furere—Ancttnc ror Fivt Fisa comicbooks.com