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WHAT EVERY GIRL] TRUTH PUB CO, Dept. W. 1402 Brow YY DONT YOU wr frie WORDS FOR ASCNG WELL HELP~YOU ALONG REE a0@ peblishiog S34 w. 12800 $0 ROMEIKE’S PRESS CLIPPING BUREAU Will She Tell? By Terrect Love Horupay HE fascinating widow at the counter ca Mr. Wopr first time he came down the aisle. “H’'m,” muttered Wopple, stroking his iron gray fenders while he inventoried the widow. Pulling down his vest so the linked railing would hang in a straight line across the piazza ud of arching up in the middle, he ap- hed the counter. “Ahem. Mrs. Hammond?” “Harmon,” pleasantly corrected the widow. Recognizing the outstretched hand as that which ‘olled her pay check, she connected with it. ‘I'm Wopple. Glad to ha A gentle squeeze gave emphasis to the state- ment Thank you,” to break the’cl T expect a 0 T have heard ve you with us.” responded the widow: h eat deal of my employees.” trying ." was her bland reply, 3 she succeeded in releasing her without loss of skin “What has she heard?” pondered Wopple There was so much that she might have. “But I try to be considerate of their comfort.” [had an employer tell me that oni thought Mrs. Harmon, “He said that when I wasn’t busy I could sit down—upon his knee.”” “LT aim to keep some one like you at this counter,” continued Wopple, with an ingratiat ing smile. “The clerk that sells face creams, pow- ders and lotions should have just such wonderful skin, rosy cheeks, bright eyes and dazzling tecth last vt before.” Let Cuticura Be Your Beauty Doctor Soup, Ointment. Talcam 2e.everrabers, Ferserpics| he almost whispered “make you worth a dol lar more on the week.” “Thanks,” coyly murmured the widow; will you tell the cashier?” “Ah—er Caught in h Wopple had to say s A customer ¢ and Wopple, just then with a lo at the hand, went to his office where he telephoned an order widow's sp jump s He—No, DArwinc for some roses, to be sent to—another wide The affair with the Widow Willard, relict of the distinguished jurist, and worth a million, was a serious matter. Wopple wanted to change her name. One widow has driven many a man crazy. Between two, Wopple was kept jumping faster than was good for a heavyweight. Both uddeningly difficult. Mrs. Wil- lard, however. seemed about te consent to Mrs. Wopple “In two weeks,” disconsolatcly reflected Mopele, en route to the toilet goods section, ave succeeded in squeezing Harmon’s hand a few times, have taken her to lunch once and Snoppy-Quops No. 4 By Wa. C. on by S. Trreome Frep Murray UST sce this Snoppy-quop! Just pipe his razor-strop Right by his hand! And if his beard gets thick He gives his nose a flick And shaves himself so quick— Aint Nature grand? 2 —I peLieve you v OUT Were win ate! RUT JUDGE WOULD KATHER PLAY CARDS WITH PAPA THAN BE WE MUST HAVE THE MONEY 10 GET MaRRIED Wwitn! raised her pay twice. Great work I must be getting Just around the corner from the toil counter Wepple stopped, looked and fi Sma “Why, Nel You old dear!” jaimed Widow Willard. “I didn’t know you were here “T was too proud to tell you, Bess,” replied Mrs. Harmon. “When we left school, you went up and I went down, financially.” cat guns!” ejaculated Woppie, wiping a red and dewy brow, “What a pickle!” “Can't you come tonight and stay Sunday?” “begged Bess Willard oodles of things to talk about.” “Will I be one of ’em?” groaned Wopple “1 will,” hesitantly agreed Nell Harmon, 2ecepting the proffered card. “It’s awfully Sweet af you to ask me Smacz’ “T’'ve something I'm dying to tell you.” “So have I." *“ Confidence: back toward his other’s souls wrong linings with microscopes.” In his office, with throbbing head resting upon cupped hands, Wopple decided: I'll send some more flowers to Willard. Yes. and I'd better raise Harmon's pay again. If 1 only knew—if she'll tell?” on her part! goods ned. excl over “We've dered Wopple, heading “They'll turn each t and examine the Regarding Editorial, Subscription and Advertising Matters OFFICES. Main SUBSCRIPTION Ruitding, 226 Fitch DEW YORK onmected with JUDGE k Wg, 225 Fifth 4 comicbooks.com