Judge — June 4, 1921 — page 18: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

———— WAYEAYRERS at Sp The Diplomat—* Didn't you know it is against the law to beg for money?” said the lady to the tramp at the back door. “LT wasn’t goin’ U beg for no money It's just as bad to beg for bread.” “T wasn’t goin’ to beg for no bread ma‘am.” “What were you going to beg for then pray?” “Only for one o' your photographs ma’am.”’— Yonkers sman. Fickle Public Despite his shabby clothing and empty pockets, it was evi dent that he had seen better days A sympathetic soul began to chat with him, anxious to hear his story. Over a—er—cup of cocoa he told his tale. Yes,” he said, “I've been quite a per sonage in my time; in fact, the cynosure Why ARE YOU BEATING UP YOUR LETTLE mre Degine THE NIGHT HE DRANK A WHOLE GER THAN LAM, sO NOW HE MUST Te ain't ay UiTrLe protier! D's sty pate TONIC AND MADE HI) u Bla of all eyes.” al Why Not?—“Hubby. here’s a dog His auditor waited in silence for an 7 store explanation. ; “Well?” Twas the tattooed man in the circus,” (425 “LT want a Pek he went on. ANY Famed I don't mind indulging to that “And how did you lose your job?” he “Public went crazy on moving pic Training the Pup. Sit up, now put out your paw and shake hands.” tures,” he replied sadly, “and mine won't This was the order repeated to the pup by Never Shakes a Shoulder.—"That’s budge!” — Houston Post his master, with some profane variations. a smart dog you have.” Usually the pup at sight of a chocolate. “He can do nearly everything but Denied the Charge—Aind Lady drop reward would hesitatingly put out talk.” You should brace up, my poor man his paw in obedience to the command, and “Can he ‘shimmy’? ” Remember what you owe to society then wait expectantly for the candy “No, I don’t allow fleas to congre Hobo—1 don't owe society nuthin’ The master had resolved he was going to gate on that dog.”"—Birmi m Ag lady. What do yer Uink I've been doin” teach that dog tricks if it cost him the last Herald. playin’ bridge?—Boston Transcript chocolate-drop—and he did. Before he realized it the bag of candy his wife had Liver at Its Worst and Best brought home was empty. and the lacking still in what might be called a og was finished performance. That canny ani mal would not do stunts without reward. however after a few ineffectual at tempts his master had to give it up. He tossed the empty bag with some choco late remnants in it over to the dog, and ‘ went back to his newspaper. A. few minutes later his attention was jolted from a news story by the actions of his wife. She was holding the dog and spanking him with no light taps, carrying on an angry monologue something like There (spank) you will, will you? Eat up all my candy, will you? Naughty Snooze (shake), never do that again!” nk.) And the dog's master, in the wspaper. never said a Democrat and Chron ‘The President now has a “Very democratic canine, 1 under Have vou ANY LIVER AT FOUR KRONER A POUND?” He has invited several other « A Yes. Anp you CAN'T GET peter.” Ax THAT AT SIX KRONER A POUND?” le Courier-Journal. “On, THAT, OF COURSE, Is BETTER sTiLL!"”—Klods Hans = comicbooks.com