Judge — December 11, 1920 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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Only a Pose—Dick—I think Edith will make a fine wife. Ihave been calling on her for six months now and nearly always have found her darning her father’s socks. Jack—That caught me, too, until 1 found out that it was the same sock. Boston Transcript How to Identify Him—An agitated woman burst into a police station in Chi not long ago with this announce ment “My husband has been threatening to drown himself for some time, and he's been missing now for two days. I want you to have the river dragged.” “Is there anything peculiar about him by which he could be recognized if we should find a body?" asked the inspector. Fora moment the woman hesitated and Then a look of reli 1 Harper's seemed at a loss, came to her face and she replies “Why, yes! He's de: Me In on—"What are you looking for, Eve?” demanded Adam. “Gotta be in style, haven't 1, now?” “IT gezzo. But what are you looking for?” “Summer furze.”—Detroit Free Press Suspicion—"I met your husband to day and he was telling me that he is in love with his work.” “Was he, indeed? 1 must take a look in at the office.””—Louisville Courier Journal. Birds of a Feather—* A flirt. am 1?” exclaimed Mary Ann, under notice to go. “Well, [know them as flirts more than I do, and with less hexcuse."”” She shot a spiteful look at her mistress and added “[’m better looking than you. More ’andsome. ‘Ow do I know? Your hus band told me so. “That will do,” said her mistress frigidly But [ ain't finished yet!"’ retorted Mary Ann. “I can give a better kiss than you! Want to know ‘oo told me that mum?” “If you mean to suggest that my hus- band e “No, it wasn’t your ‘usband this time, said Mary Ann. “It was your chauf- feur.”—Tit-Bits (Lon Pride of Possession No. d—Loowir! Ais’r sun rie sterrer? Has Wer RICH UNCLE jt Ok SOMEPIN mien pep \ No. Bor rok Tukee pays THe DOCTORS THOUGHT MEK HUSMAND HAD THAT NEW DISEASE PLAGUE OR WHADDA YA CALL IT Knew Her—" IT underst and that in the new play Alice has quite a difficult part.” “Difticult? Why, she doesn’t say a word.” “Well, isn’t that difficult: for Alice?” Boston Transcript. What They Thin k—Whe woman has the good sense not t saint at all, the neigh a young any Perfectly Qualified—" Are you sure you're qualified to lead a jazz orch asked the hotel proprietor “Absolutely,” answered. the applicant with confidence. “I've had two nervous breakdowns, was shell-shocked in France and 1 coached at third base for three seasons.” —American Legion Weekly Improvement Don't a think you could make some improvement in your orchestra? The audience could hardly hear my song last night.” said the singer. of the or- + drum.”* “Well,” replied the leat chestra, “I might put i Yonkers Statesman Sad Stuff—" Who wrote this lugubri ous drinking-son, “The words are by N the music by an ex-bartender.”” ville Courier-Journal. h Webster and Louis- housands of ‘em—‘Did you ever take music lessons?” Yes.” “But you never play.” “No, I'm one of those rich children whose parents made them take music Detroit Free Press lessons.” Qualified on Sight Busin s AND WHY DID YOU LEAVE YOUR LAST POSITH Pr pit To Be FPRANK, SIR, THE WIPE OF MY EMPLOYER OBJECTED TO HIS FLIRTING wert we Burin Man--Anw-us—er—weir, Prins you aay sTakr Were rouoRKow.— London Mail. 7