Judge — August 28, 1920 — page 31: what you’re looking at

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Tea By Axice Pace Coorer SHADED candle lights, tea brewing, cakes, The Little French kind on a platter, rare Old Wedgwood, fragile, that one always takes Up gingerly and places back with care. Through the crowd of shifting, chattering guests He comes, so close that if you stretch your hand Out so and lift your fingers you can touch His sleeve, but do not, for it trembles and You close it tight, nod, smile and murmur such Inaniti a charming tea And all the Lions out,” while on your lips The words your heart cries, throbbing words to be Checked there unuttered, freeze. Your neigh- bor sips And watches you above a shallow cup, Slender and thin, so thin the light comes through. Can she have guessed who idly glances up, Yhat you hi loved and plighted troth as true As Heaven hat was yesterc Today Upon your lids the unshed tears are hot, But smile you must and answer his light play O! words with some quick jest. He has forgot Drawn by Nowuas Axtuosy Excellent Advice By Tom P. Morcax “LTEY, there, Doct” called Gap Johnson, of Rumpus Ridge, Ark., addressing th neighborhood physician who was in the act of galloping on his faithful steed past the Johnson homestead. “My least boy, Bearcat, has got something or nuther the matter with him. He ‘pears to be in pain mighty nigh all over. He can’t stand, set still or lay down. Wisht you'd come in and sorter look him over.” “Can't stop now!” hurriedly replied Dr. Slash “I'm on my way to see a gent that they say has been shot all to pieces by his brother-in-law ‘Tell Bearcat to climb trees till I come back Gid-dap, Polivart” Up and Down “My goodness, Jenny, but Molly wears her dress awfully short! “Hm,” returned Jenny, “that’s her long suit.” Springs Eternal “What's the prospects on Broadway? Any chance to open a bottle?’ “Not a cabaret of hope.” Tue Avro-Graru—Music Witte You Rive ith the fragrant ¢ message of Flow- & ers—a language they understand and love. ft with Flowers" anytime, anywhere — Yorn cam = Say through the Florists’ Telegraph Delivery Association poaerggremne of Placid This is a love story set in the great North Woods which the pub- lishers recommend with the utmost confidence. It is a new novel with the kind of charm that has endeared “Lorna Doone” to mil- lions of readers in all parts of the world, ‘ T. Morris Longstreth, author of ““Mac of Placid,’’ lives in the Adirondacks mountain country, There breathes through the story a passion for the pines and the snows, the hills and the valleys, as pure and as stimulating as the winds that come across Lakes Saranac and Placid. Robert Louis Stevenson, who, it will be remembered, lived for a while at Lake Saranac, appears as one of the characters, and in the role of aid to Mac in his fight against tremendous odds for the delightful Hallie of the hill country. “Mac of Placid” is published by The Century Co., 353 Fourth Ave., New York City, and is sold at all bookstores for $1.90. “MADE AT KEY WEST— To Dampen His Ardor “Why is it, after we've been eng: years, your father objects to our marriage next April?” “Well, my dear, father says you've been saving me for a rainy day.” And Then the Deluge Ex-Gob—There’s only one man who could persuade me to take on another cruise, and he’s dead. Recruiting Officer Ex-Gobh—Noah. Who was that? Campaign Methods “Who'll we vote fer, Zeb?” “Well, wife, there’s a gentleman candidate in the barn shucking corn fer m **Anda lady candidate in the kitchen washing dishes fer me.” Proved It “Yes,” sobbed the bride, “we have quar- relled. My idol has feet of clay.” “What did he do?” “Tracked mud over my new carpet.” comicbooks.cchiy “Sx Sa ——— ST te So ——— eee SE