Judge — August 21, 1920 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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A Conversation—“ Hello, Abe.” “Lo, Art.” “Howsa boy?” “Pretty good.” “Where are you nov “Same old place.” me old place, ch?” Yep, same old 5 “How is it there? Justa same as ever. “Yep, same old place, just the same as ever.’ “How are things going?” “Oh, so so, Same old grind. thing just about the same as ever “Is Jones still the boss?” “Yep. Jones still the boss place, Where are you now?’ “Same old place.” ame old place, eh?” same old “Yep. Same old place.” “Well, drop ir nd see me some time. me old place,” ah. S'long.” ay York Globe What Do You Make of It, Watson? “Bemused waiting had ce to the young man. He watched the livid wiz- ardry of the heat lightning, the swift come and go of the ragged cloud pageantry, whose dark masses above the horizon con- tinued to display themselves against the quiver of repeated blue-white flarings. How weirdly beautiful and strange! An- Strained Relations other mystery! Yes, to be sure. Mys- tery, mystery—by day or by night, mystery ever abides here, A land of astounding caprices, where stern, un- tamed nature knows nothing of small pettiness, but is always majestical— equivocal, too—a prodigal besides! Only see, for example, what a living gemmery the wastrel has now cast abroad into the night through the utter ocean reach of all this prairie vastness. The illimitable dark, remote and near, is wondrously athrob, not merely with a few slow sparks, orange and emerald, but with an amazing jeweled drift of them, all space, thrilled with them, the unstarred and black blue night pricked full of them—a pulsating wilderness of little lovely fireflies.” You give it up? Very well! It's a quotation from “ Wine 0’ the Winds,” one of the more recent books.— Public Ledger. Kicking at Bills—“I think Amelia és afraid there will be the devil to pay when her William asks her father for her hand.” “T wouldn't be surprised if he did foot her Bill."—Baltimore American. Precise—* Congratulations,” said a friend toa purist; “I hear you have struck it rich. “Why, yes,” replied the purist, “if I comprehend you rightly, I have amassed @ competency “Umph! If you spend you carefully as you talk about i a lot of it left when you die ham ¢ Herald. money as you'll have —Birming “Let's Beat it, Lucy; pappy ts CotNG TO GO THROUGH THE STRAINER.” —d C Janeiro) reta (Rio de Suspicious LONG AND STUPID AS YOU LOOK. OR ARE YOU osty stuctatine?—Herpren (Christiania) ONTHEFARM Playing Up—“ Hiram,” said the farm- er’s wife, “what makes you say ‘By gosh’ so much and go round with a straw in your mouth?” “I'm getting ready for them summer boarders that’s comin’ next week. If some of us don’t talk an’ act that way, they'll think we ain’t country folks at all.”"—Boston Transcript. The Rattler and the Remedy— “What's the idea of collecting all these garter snakes?” “T want to make it pleasant for the summer boarders,” answered Farmer Corntossel. “ Josh and I are going to tic buttons on their tails and turn ‘em loose on the lawn. A bite from one of ‘em won't be at all dangerous, but it ought to bring across a doctor’s prescription for the regulation cure, every time.””—IWash- ington Star.