Judge — July 31, 1920 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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Only Male Chatter By Tuvor Jexxs “FF MET Jasper K. Jones this afternoon while 1 was com ing back from luncheon,” said the Banker, to his son. “Did you? And how did he ?” inquired the Banker's son. “Very dashing and effective.” the Banker replied. “He seemed a little thinner than usual—but that may have been duc to his darker lool suit. “Then he was not wearing his Scotch wools? “No. Lhaven’tseen him in that since the last Directors’ Meeting. You remember that the trousers Drawr by J. K. Burass were just losing their crease at that time?” THOME AT THIS RATE? them done over. He hasn't had gigs aun rue tite! those woolens but a month or two. Spriggins could iron them so most people wouldn't know they weren’t new.” “Spriggins is a wonder,” the Banker admitted, “but there is a certain je ne sais quoi about a brand-new suit that you never get again, Clarence!” “You said something, Papa.” Clarence’s sighed acqui- escence. “But what was Jasper’s choice today? “Tt was a Schmidt-Grossman creation :—a silver pin-line, on a dark mixed worsted-and-silk two-button cutaway, half-shawl lapel, half-lined medium weight. with pepper-and-salt trousers.” “ And his tie?” asked Clarence. “Satin with inlaid silk polka-do' pinned with a «single natural pearl set in platinum.” s. mild taupe in color p—l wisi THERE WAS More winxp. We'tL Never ‘i Mrs. Skip W ‘OR GOODNESS’ § 0 ou “I know; but he could have had : Ee TOR SO00Ne BEE OOS: Care SAIL THE BOAT STRAIGHT INSTEAD OF KUNNING IT ON THE “detached degage air which hints of the world wayfarer rather than of the boulevard faneur’!” “What's that, Clarence? Shakespeare?” “No, Father. It’s from a re cent Theatre Program article. Well, it’s worthy of Shakes- c, anyway!” “Isn't it inspiring? The same avthor tells us of a new checked waist-coat of soft Cashmere wool,” Clarence went on eagerly. “It has a deepish front opening, peaked bottom corners and cut-away pea “And what are scyes?" asked the puzzled Banker. “Armholes, "Clarence explained. “T saved the article for you.” And he took it from his pocket. “LIL read itt But just as he began, the ladies of the family came in, and so Clarence and his father had to change the subject, and talk about the Presidential elections, the labor troubles. the League of Nations, and other plain dull business-like subjects that women could take an interest i What a bore! ou.” Domestic Drama “You know that woman?” “Yes, she once entered my life for a brief space. all too brief. es “She was our cook fer three aa “Now that’s just like Jas per! He forgets nothing! Did he wear spats?” “Surely! Pearl grey with conch-buttons over figured cor dovan pumps with capped toe and self ties. Everybody turned to look at him. as he came from the Exchange. Jasper Jones knows how to make the best of himself!” “Did he speak of your new Toga-type Raglan? He must have noticed the patched pock- ets, and cord-lined lapels. Why, Father, I have seen nothing like it this week. You are the first in the field!” “Don’t flatter your poor old father!’ said the gratified par- ent. I do my best; but I haven't your youth, Clarence! I can’t wear the pinched-waist models as you do. I'm no longer a 36!” “If you don’t mind my quoting from a recent article 1 Drown by Rees Westov en you haven't the Tue First Tite You Paisren tue Front Poxcu would say