Judge — July 17, 1920 — page 20: what you’re looking at

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G The Way It’s Done—For many months he had been eating free suppers at her father’s expense and the fair Mabel thought it time he got a move on. One evening as they sat together in the parlor she carried out her little scheme. “Oh, how funny!” she cried suddenly, as she turned over the pages of the eve- ning paper. “What is it?” he asked. “Why, here’s an advertisement in which it says, ‘No reasonabe offer re- fused.” “What’s odd about that?” asked the young man in surprise. “Oh, nothing,” she repiied coyly, trying to raise a blush, “but those are my sentiments exactly.” Three weeks later the invitations.— Houston Post. Married—“ When he was courting me, he’d coo to me for hours.” “Yes?” “T never dreamed he'd holler at me.” —Detroit Free Press. We Say So, Too—He was a bashful young man and he wished much to pro- pose to his best girl. Every time he Domestic His Vocalling His Mother—She has inherited it from you, my dear. You had such a beautiful voice for peddling salad greens!—La Baion- nette (Paris). : called on her he tried to give expression to his desire, but he simply could not do so. Then he decided to find some other fitting way, and just as he was racking his brain most he happened to see in a window a postal card on which there was the picture of a bride and a bridegroom. He bought the card, addressed it to his best girl, and signed his name. Then, under the touching scene he wrote: “‘Eventually—Why not now?” Then he mailed it. And she answered it—satisfactorily, too.—Indianapolis News. She—Woman's finer nature is shown by her love of animals. He—Yes, of course. house.—Kaspar (Stockholm). They never rest until they have a dog, a cat or a husband in the One of His Cynical Moods—‘“ When I was a boy,” remarked Senator Sor- ghum, “I wanted to be a great circus clown.” “An absurd ambition.” “T’m not so sure. The career would probably have afforded me quite as much applause and considerably more com- pensation.” —Washington Star. Because no Flappers to Brew Tea- - Mincepin received the information that he was being transferred to another Gov- ernment Department with rather bad grace. “What's the cause?” he blustered, “Ts it because I occasionally fall off to sleep?” “It’s because you snore, and that awakens the Minister,” came the reply.— La Baionnette (Paris). In More Than One Way—Jinks—I suppose you've read Boswell’s Life of Johnson? Blinks—Not me—I’m a Wood man, first, last and always!—Buffalo Express. Slightly Acrimonious—“I under- stand your colleague is highly indignant because he cannot get his speech printed in full.”” “TI don’t blame him,” answered Sen- ator Sorghum. “The only people he could ever get to pay strict attention to them were the compositors and the proof- readers.” —Washington Star. The Usual Thing—‘It says in the paper here,” remarked Mrs. Fields, in the midst of her reading, “that in a debate in Congress Hon. Benjamin Blawhaw rose and shouted——” “Don’t bother to read the rest of it, Debby,” interrupted Farmer Fields. “The honorable didn’t say any more when he shouted than he does when he keeps still.”— Kansas City Star. Willing: to Go—“ Want to go on an investigating commission?” “Maybe,” said Senator Spug. “‘ What's it about?” “Dunno.” “Who's on it and what are they going to investigate?” “Dunno.” “Well, it’s all right, so long as we meet in Paris.” —Louisville Courier-Journal. comicbooks.com