Judge — February 12, 1921 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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A Strategic Move 1 understand cooking.” your wife is doing You are mistaken “Dobson told me she was.” “Oh, that was just for a little while Dobson was paying us a visit and I guess she thought he had stayed long enough.” —Boston Transcript. Takes a Gymnast to Eat It—Bacon —I see the manufacture and consump- tion of macaroni in Japan have reached enormous proportions and are still grow- ing Egbert—Well, the Japs can eat it prop: erly, no doubt. They are said to be kers Statesman great acrobats.— Von Research—" What's them?” inquired Farmer Corntossel as his wife was pre- paring for the party “Those are olives.” “What are they good for?” “Good to cat.” “What else? You can’t tell me any- thing with a taste like that oughtn’'t te cure something.” —WWashin, To the Reveille-V “Wake up, Para, t's Tite TO GO TO steer! He'd Had Them, Too—Bacon Here’s a story about a man who paid $3.50 for an order of ham and eggs in a New York hotel. Egbert—Must be a mistake. I under- stand they are not serving any half portions now.—Yonkers Statesman tareful—A\ fastidious frie g down on Atl Avenue on business the other day, 1 hashery for lunch. It elling place. but he dropped in was a rough, ill thought he could manage to get down a cup of coffee and a doughnut, so he ordered them, The waitress brought his coffee in a thick, heavy cup. “Where's the saucer?” inquired our fastidious friend. We don’t give no saucers here,” replied the girl, turning her wad of gum “Lf we did, some lowbrow would come blowin’ and drink out of his saucer, and we'd lose a lot of our swell trade.””—Bos ton Transcript. H. C. L. Again—* The sausages you sent me had meat at one end and bread crumbs at the other,” said the lady in the butcher-shop “Yes, ma'am,” replied the butcher “these hard times it is very difficult to make both ends meat."’— Yonkers States man, per (Stockholm). Advertising Lineage Any Oxty outuxes Virtue Is Its Own Reward—*Six years 3 said Smithson, “I made up my mind that I was smoking too much It didn’t seem to affect my health in the least, but I thought it a foolish waste of money and I decided to give it up.” remarked “A very. sensible idea, Brownlow, “So T thought at that time. 1 reck- oned up as closely as I could how much I had been spending each day on cigars and tobacco, That sum I set aside each morning and started a banking account with it. I wanted to be able to show exactly how much I had saved by not smoking.” “And how did it work?” inquired Brownlow “At the end of six years | had a thou- sand dollars in the bank.” xd. Could you let me— nd a few days later,” interrupted Smithson, “last Tuesday, in fact—the bank failed. You haven't got a cigar about you, have you?””—Boston Globe. Home-Town Talk—What has be- come of all the money that was in circula- tion around here some time ago? We know durn well we haven’t got it— Arkansas Plain Dealer. comicbooks.com