Judge — November 20, 1920 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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* 4 Z | St Lovely Shin ¢ % % —is the result, not of 5 the application of cos- a metics, but of the VoL SP general bodily health. sl It is clear blood which imparts the blush of youth to cheeks. Experience has taught the dis- cerning beauty to rely upon a good aperient to clear the complexion. A dainty box of Mt Tablets is her help- fal agent. Each tablet acts pleas- antly to insure better health, to keep the skin clear and free from blem- | ishes, to help restore and preserve a healthful, youthful appearance. All druggists sell the 2c, box of WR Tadlets SSS ( iy aad More Profitable Young Physican—If I could only discov a good quick cure for influenza, my reputation would be made. Old Physician—Y es, and if you could discover a good slow cure, your fortune would be made as.well, Female “Well, doctor; boy, or girl?” “One of those ninetcenth amendment chil- dren.” Use Moth- Proof is Chest FREE “MADE AT KEY WEST— Thanksgiving Cheer Ry Bow snp W. Barnann Now the darling summer’s over With her mignonette and roses, One by one the poppies yielded To their own Circean spell; And the little birds that warbled In the garden’s sp Have departed for the sunshine Of the South they love so well! But there's balm in Gilead for us, \ most generous libation, And although you listen closely You will fail to hear us sigh. Life's too purposeful and carnest For lament or lachrymation When the oyster’s in the turkey. Ind the pumpkin’s in the pic! closes Braes are bleak and downs deserted. Links are blustery and blowy: Leafless trees and lifeless leas are Clad befittingly in black. Just ahead a vista stretches Cold as Greenland and as snowy, And November seas are ceric In their maze of frosty wrack But to us thanksgiving people All Creation’s cheerful, very. And we cat our bounteous dinner, Spirits running mountain-high, For it’s easier than not, to Have a hopeful heart and merry When the oyster’s in the turkey, Ind the pumpkin's in the pie! Sad it is that while the table With the highest mirth is humming, We must hearken to the gabble Of the pe stic seer Who presages that all sorts of New calamities are coming— Thirst and nakedness and famine In the soon to bourgeon year! But we laugh and light our pipes, and Answer him: Nil desperandum! With a fighting chance to flourish Who's the dotard to say die? Troubles are the merest tritles Howsoever you may brand ‘em When the oyster's in the turkey, Ind the pumpkin's in the pic! The Hardest Of all the questions s hardest to answer is: “Did I ever lie to you?” Ii you say “Yes.” she asks when, and then denies the instance when you tell her, If you say “No” she wants to know why you can’t believe her this time. More Speed Mania Four-Year-Old (just home from Sun- day school)—Mamma, I'm the best singer in our class. Mother—Why do you think so, my dear? Four-¥car-Old—'Cause, our class sang a song and I got through first. 2 woman asks, the Palpitation Just as soon as you eat a tablet or | two of Pape’s Diapepsin all the stom- ach distress caused by acidity will end. Pape Diapepsin always puts sick, upset, acid stomachs im order at once. Large 60c case—drugstores, “Dies | A Mystery What I don’t understand,’ said the ne woman voter, “is why they call a ballot box a pole.” Professional The ship's physician gets a shock When he absorbs this tip: It’s casier to ship a Doc * Than ‘tis to dock a ship. Drnen by Ross Wesroven Promrrion 1s THE MorHer oF IN) Jack AND JULL EACH TOOK A PILL, Ax DROPPED THEA IN soe WATER; Jack PELL DOWN, AND JiLL BUzzeD 'nouND, Ou, WHat & MORNING AFTER