Judge — May 1, 1920 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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

Voice in the First Tent—Asleep yet? Second Tent—Partially—one arm. on my door-step and howled—three times. Ten min- utes later Cal happened to drop by, and I took out life insurance for the whole family. If some one in the house had to die, I thought I might just as well stick the insurance company as not. “Course, soon as I’d signed I hitched up and drove to the store to tell about it, and I swan if the whole neighborhood wasn’t there. They were all tellin’ the same story. First comes the dog and howls. Then comes Cal, and asks what about a little life insurance, and everyone tak expectin’ to die in a day or so. If it hadn’t been so expensive it would have been funny.” The Old Codger stopped and smiled to himself. “But look here,” I said, “it seems to me that dog was a gold mine to Cal. How did he ever come to leave it behind when he left here?” “Well, it was like this,” added the old Codger. “Cal wrote and told the insurance company what he'd done, and they sent him a bonus. But old man Swett insured himself for five thousand dollars, and three days afterward he fell out of his hayloft and broke his neck, So the company wrote Cal he was fired. They said they didn’t believe in temptin’ Providence.” The Feminine Equation By A. H. Fouweu They told her to go to the south for a rest; She needed it badly, they knew; To seek out a somnolent, day-dreamy nest, With nothing at all to do. Cousin Melissa and Aunt Sarah Reed, Bella and Bessie and old Mrs. Meade All had advised her, they thought for the best: “Don't even write us; just stay there and rest.” She rested; and never a card did she write, And never a letter she penned. She loafed as suggested, and didn’t indite A line to relation or friend. Cousin Melissa and Aunt Sarah Reed, Bella and Bessie and old Mrs. Meade All were incensed at such obvious slight, Snorting, “Good gracious! Why couldn’t she write?” Combinations By Cortsxe Rocxweit Swain Warranted to keep family life from stagnating: ANIFE who is extremely orderly but not punc- tual, and a husband who is extremely punc- tual but not orderly. A mother determined that daughter shall have the training she herself missed, and become a Great Pianist, and a daughter who doesn’t care a darn about music. A maiden aunt who detests dogs, and a small boy who adores them. A father who has emotional insanity at the mention of suffrage, and a daughter just home from college. An elder sister with an obsession regarding clean hands and nails, and a small brother with a passion for mechanics. ‘ A son who insists on pointing out Mr. Wilson’s | mistakes, and a father who won’t admit that he | has made any. A voung mother who believes in system and discipline for babies right from the start, and a grandmother who doesn’t. Sister’s Pekingese and brother's Airedale. | | Modern Way “So Bump’s long-lost son returned home. I suppose he rode home ina car to lift the mortgage from the old man’s house.” “No; he wanted the old man to sell the house to lift the mortgage off the car.” Drawn by C. “You are too flattering. nice.” “No, dear, it’s you.” It’s only this new gown that looks