Judge — June 26, 1920 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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Ou Do, Prease, Pray Us Ose or Croris Fox-Trors Pa a Wiring for Instruction —Having oc- 1 commercial repre- a hurry mploy the services of a seven 1 youth, whom he thus a business man was “You will set off at 8 .a.m. tomorroy and will arrive at your destination shor before nine. Have a cup of tea at the rail way station, and then proceed to interview Mr. S——. But remember to telegraph t the first difficulty.” The next morning he received this wire me “There is no milk at What must I do? London Conscientious No,” said the old man, sternly. “I will not do it. Never have I sold anything by false representa tions, and I will not begin now.” I moment he was silent, and the clerk who stood t him could see that the better nature his em ployer was fighting strongly for the right Ni said the old man, again 1 will not do it. It is an inferior grade of shoe, and I will never pass it off as any thing better. Mark it, ‘A Shoe Fit fora Queen,’ and put it in the window, A ave to do much walk- om Tit-Bits, queen does ing.”— Opus Number Nine A Low Vamp he Sif Tasxcots, ox Exse Oxe or Bretnoves’s On the Job—Topham’s was the artest emporium for miles around. Keen business men filled every post. One tomer fell afternoon an unfortunate cu down the first floor stairs “Help!” he groaned. “I believe U've broken my | \ shopwalker immediately flew to his side. “Broken your leg, sir?” he in- tically, And then, in sharp, clear tones: “Cork legs! Third counter on the right, sir! Forward, Miss Davies!” —London Tit-Bits. quired, sympat A Legitimate Protest—Next to dis guising a Ford, the chief pastime nows days is the effort of restaurant prof to camoutlage certain kinds of food t them over with the trade. So when we icken jambalia” on the menu saw card, we were puzzled. The subsequent inve: igation showed that “Chicken jam balia” is a new way of disguising chicken necks. But by any other name a chicken neck is still a chicken neck.—Detroit Sut urday Night. Forewarned—Master—My mother-in law is coming for a lon Here is a list of her favorite dishes. Cook—Yes, sir. “Well, the first time you give us one of notice.” —Pear- isit tomorrow, these you'll get a week son's Weekly Stylish—“I notice on the bill of fare 1 la boycott,” said the gi * potatoes “Yep, means we ain’t serving spu Detroit Free Press replied the waite Born) Unlucky—Jeacher—You see, had the lamb been obedient and stayed in the fold it would not have been eaten by the wolf, would it? Boy—No, ma'am; it would have been eaten by us.— New York Watchman Social Parroters Five O'ctock Try “ee comicbooks.com