Judge — December 18, 1920 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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Drawn by G. BLswo00 LT WANTER THANK YE, MISSES, FER THIS APPLE YR yusT ctve Perey,” By that time he had progressed to his definite theme. To me whose ears had not beep opened by the revelation in the Times it sounded very much like, “Waa—waa—yah—WOW!” With that as a motif, my son sang on in his clear treble. In the course of three hours that night, I am now convinced I was the unwitting and unappreciative audience of a fugue, a gavotte, a sonata and an oratorio. And I—I held my ears. Then I arose impatiently, flinging off the covers, and strode to my son’s crib. [snatched him up. I trod the length of the room with him. It availed nothing He was then thoroughly inspired. As best I can recall now, he became so precociously musical as to hum the entire score of an original symphony, fortissimo, filling in the orchestration for all instruments. Just as my son was in the midst of what must have been a particularly solemn choral chant, surcharged with religious feeling, I bumped into the sharp corner of the bureau! I still shudder to think of the ill-timed exclamations to which I gave vent. My wife then gave the child a bottle of milk. Genius which had been so eloquent when starved was silent. The remarkable performance was over. Music lovers would have paid thousands of dol- lars to have heard it + Since the revelation of what I heard that nigh has burst upon me, L have lain awake for nights, a blank score and a pencil clutched in cither hand, a recording phonograph, all wound up, at my elbow And the blamed kid hasn't let out a peep! Signers ere Cawpwent Hau nt of a Pull- man, and an obviously self-sa 1 little man had been doing most of the talking for some time. “1 tell you,” he declared emphati ‘there is nothing like the good old American stock that goes right back to the beginning. Now—I don’t By | T was in the smoking-compartr like to boast. but facts are facts—an ancestor of mine signed*the Declaration of Independence “That so?” a young Jewish traveling man re- sponded mildly. “Interesting, of course, but—well, one of my ancestors signed and certified to a rather more important and older document.”’ “Nothing on earth more important than the Declaration!” the litte man bristled. “What sort of document are you talking about?” “The Ten Commandments,” was the gentle rejoinder. Cheer to Last a Year (Our Confidential Guide of Appropriate Christmas Gifts for AU) Rich man, poor man, ar man, thief, doctor, lawyer, mer- chant, chief: A subscription to Jubcr Prima Facie “Does a rabbit's foot really bring good luck?” “T should say so. My wife felt one in my money pocket once and thought it was a mouse.” w MR. AND MRS. JONES AND BABY JONES HARE GOING OUT- M THEY ARE INA @ TERRIFIC HURRY i | DRESSED AND-—- il Drawn by Pace Reury i, Domestic Movies: Waar Eves ‘ — NOW, EGBERTS WASHED AND ALL YE HAVE TO DO 15 DRESS OURSELVES, PUT ON OUR HATS-- 6 y Parent Knows