Judge — September 18, 1920 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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She Is Surprised—" My \ife doesn’t understand the stock exchange.” “What now?" “She went there and they refused to exchange some stock."’—Louisville Cour ier-Journal. Hard to Believe—A workman in a factory on the west side received a bad cut on the face. Before they could get him to the doctor's office, he fainted. The first thing the doctor did was to pour a large drink of bottled-in-bond down him. The doctor then dressed his wound and the man went his way. But in about a half hour the man was back at the office with his wife, and as he came in he said “She won't believe me. “Won't believe what?” exclaimed the joctor, With that the wife cried out, “I've lived with this man too long not to know when he’s drunk and been fightin’."” Indianapolis News Persistent—* That's the seventh time that young man has passed our house. “Then why don’t you come away from the window?” ot likely. I don’t see why I should Blanco y Negro (Madrid) give in first.” Ammunition for the Enemy — Mrs. Muggs—Just to THINK oF youR COMING HOME AT TWO IN THE MORNING, AND IN SUCH A CONDITION. I SHALL BE OBLIGED TO LECTURE YOU SEVERELY. Now Go BRING Mr MY FALSE TEETH. —Meggendorfer Blactter (Munich). again)—Wer ONTHETARM Se ay His Device How come you to get that gang of city fellers to come out and spade up your farm?” inquired Clem Jeter of the grizzled old farmer. “When I drove by there a while they was a-spadin’ all over the plac “Well, I wasn’t feelin’ like workin’ f.” replied the g. 0. f., “so I sorta insinuated down at the post-office tuther day that I had seen a feller burying some- thing that looked like a gallon of likker tuther night.”—Barber County ( Kans.) Index. 17 “Out of the Mouths of Babes’ t, Doris, wat Doris—Sue's sor S¥w—sne’s seconp-nanxn'—L "YOU THINK OF YOUR NEW MAMA? Economics — “Josh,” said Farmer Corntossel to his son, “I wish, if you don’t mind, you'd eat off to yourself instead of with the summer boarders.” “Isn't my society good enough for them?” “Your society is fine. But your appe- tite sets a terrible example.” —IWashing ton Star. The Important Thing—“Do you say that your hens ‘sit’ or ‘set’?” asked the precise pedagogue of the | housewife “It never matters to me what I say,’ was the quick reply. “What concerns s to learn, when I hear the hen cackling, whether she is laying or lying.” —Farm and Fireside