Judge — June 12, 1920 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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Digest of Another Idyll Shattered—They had und things a tight fit on his salary, and last she determined to take the bull by the horns and get a je She was a skilful typist, and soon found a berth where she would receive two pounds a week. 1 n she break the news to her could almost imagine the scene. She would tell him, and then he would ex clain Mercenary girl, you must not g vd my pleasure Id you put Iv is my duty tow to provide f work and ¥ you and st 1 ary. This little > is your realm, [will not hear of you doing this.” While she mentally rehearsed her reply latchkey in the on she suddenly heard hi lock yw was her time. “George.” she cried, facing him dra matically in the litue hall, “T have got a job at two pounds a week.” Is it. permanent?” asked George Jon Telegraph. eagerly —L An Unusual Event—AMrs. Bacon Do you remember the night you proposea marriage to me, Henry? Mr. Bacon—Oh, yes, very well indeed I just hung my head and said nothing, didn’t 1? “You did; and that was the last time w vou that way.”’—Vonkers I ever s Statesman The Presence of Authority—" Does your wife believe what the ouija board say's?” Yes,” replied Mr. Meckton, “And she’s right. If my wife puts her hand on a ouija board it’s going to say what she believes, or nothing. Detroit Free Press the World’s Identified—" This.” smiled the fond young wife. as she passed a plate of pud ding to her husband, “is cottage pudding I made it myself The husband tasted it he returned Would y« wall-paper The Queen © asked, delighted the plaster and the A Good Dressing Down Receivinc Uxpo Arrention h Mail His Alibi—" You ought to be as rich as Brown.” “T know it, my dear, but you see I'm more liberal with my wife than he is with his." —Derroit Free Press. Proof of It—He—I don’t think I'd like to marry any girl unless I knew she was self-sacrificing. She—But wouldn't marrying you 7 that she was?—Boston Transcript. 13 Humor A Tip—" Do you know what sort of a game that g id a very indifferent golfer to his caddie, indicating ntleman plays?” s he club. replied the urchin. d for ‘im—e's abserolutely anew member “Oh, yes. sir. rotten Sounds about my form,” said the foozler, with genial self-contempt. “I must ask him to give me a game.” “Don't you take ‘im on le he inhuman lad; give yer a stroke ar Tut-Bits Golf Satisfaction—* Your husband seems pleased.’ Yes, he played golf this afternoon.” Did he make a good score?” “No, took the same old hundred and two, but he’s perfectly delighted because he can sit down and figure out how it ought to have been an 87." —Detroit Free Press Exacting Sport golf all you expected “All and more, sir,” replied Mr. Dub- recently took up the game. “Well, do you find waite, wh “Yes? “T used to think I had a pretty good flow of Jurid language when I was chang ing an automobile tire or mending a puncture. but confronted by the necessi ties of golf, I'm as dumb as an oyster.” Birmingham Age- Herald. Not Heroes—RKedd—Do you believe is a hero to his valet? Greene Vt know. But I'm sure that no man is a hero to his caddie.— jatesman, that nom Yonkers J comicbooks.com ==