Judge — May 28, 1921 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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KICK IN HIS MINCE PtE.—C Rural Romance WE stood at the gate as the sun went down Behind the hill at the close of day; Her look was pensive; her eyes were brown, Her breath was sweet as the new-mown hay. For out of the West the last sunshine Fell lightly on her golden hair; Her tender eyes looked straight in mine, And a look of perfect trust was there. I see her enclosed in the sunlight flood, I see her peacefully standing now; Peacefully standing and chewing her cud, As I rubbed her ears; that Jersey cow Oregon Orange Out. Walking with a Purpose I love to walk. Last Sunday I took the most wonderful stroll. I went for quite some distance through the park, thoroughly enjoying every breath of the cool, crisp air. I felt like a new man az | hastened onward, increasing my speed at every step. I walked on and on, drinking in the beauty of all about me. It was wonderful. ally I picked her up!—Pennsylrania Punch Bowl. A Clevah Fellah “T told him he mustn't see me any more.” Yeah? And what did he do?” Turned out the lights.”—Syracuse Orange Peel. Revenge! Barber—Your bair is getting gray, sir. Customer—Well, I'm not surprised. Hurry up!—Virginia Reel. Irrepressible, Joyous, Irresponsible It Didn't Work TALN young lady from ¢ Had the wiles of Lucretia Ba. She vamped a young man With demoniac plan But he stated: “I cannot rewa.” Yale Record. Accommodated The Prisoner—Your honor, it is true that I was speeding, but I can explain if you will give me a little time His ‘Ten days.—Caroli 1 Tar Baby Posted “Remember, Charlie dear, [always love like this,” she sighed as she nestled a little closer to him. “Yes! Yes!" murmured he absently. “So 1 have heard! So I have heard!” Lehigh Burr Insidious Phidias! ‘There was a young sculptor named Phidias Whose wife was so fearfully hideous, That he sculpted Aphrodite, Without any nightie, And shocked the ultra-fastidious. — Princeton Tiger. wEvorA (| | \ MAIDEN SECRETIVE AND SWEET HA A CONFIDANTE PARAQUEET. IT WAS AWFULLY JOLLY To Gossip with Potty, But THE ROTTEN BIRD JUST WOULD REPEAT. —Yale Record. 26 COLLEGE WITS “Twas TaLKinc To Mr. Sw THE OTHER DAY AND HE TOLD ME IS NEW CAR WORKS LIke A Top.” “Yes, | cvess tr pokes. I saw wim tryinc To Lemon Punch, Rules For House Parties (1) Don’t kiss the Chaperone—your girl might get jealous. (2) Rustle your fect and cough before passing secluded nooks (3) Always take a Taxi—you might meet a chorus girl you know (4) Don’t pour punch on your girl's dress — it might not be hers. 5) By all means don’t get sleepy and g ur own room by mistake. ) Don’t kick anybody in the hip pocket (7) The chimneys are better to sleep against you than the eaves. (8) Take your GOOD pictures off of the wall (9) Drain the home brew out of the bathtub the Chaperone might want a shower, (10) Write us for our ten standard excuses guaranteed to fool all matrons and Profs.— Mass. Tech. Voo Doo. Strictly Proper Boston Child—Mother, the baby has fell out of the window Boston Mother—Fallen you mean, dear. Quick, run for the doctor.—Carolina Tar Baby The Turn-Down He asked her to a formal dance; She went in all her glory. He asked to call and sit at home And that’s a different story. —Ohio Sun Dial. comicbooks.com ey