Judge — June 25, 1921 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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Out of Temptation’s Way—IVife— Let's drop into this jewelry store until the shower is over. Hub—No, no, into the undertaker’s next door. You won't sce so many things you want.—Lor sville Courier-Journal. Somewhat Miffed: kK of that fellow? to have his secretary get r never talk except to f didn’t he call me himself? “What do you Had the audacity on the wire. I cipals. Why * How doyou know it was his secretary?” “My secretary wered.""—Detroit Free Press Got an Earful—"Today my second wife came home look: “What about? * I don't know, but I suspect my first wife today.”” Journal. very knowing,” She met Louisville Courier- An Example—John Jones, who lives in one of those nice neighborhoods out Clinton Hill way, had trouble with his car. He was several miles from home, and alone, when something in the machine's inwards gave a loud clank and operations ceased. Putting on overalls and jumper, Jones went to work, and when he gave up two hours later was so smeared with oil and grease one would have found it difficult to deter- mine whether he was a Caucasian or an Ethiopian. Telephoning a garage to send and get his car, Jones started home by trol- ley. Ata transfer point he thought, for all his tribulations, of Mrs. Jones's Saturday box of candy and went in a drug store where he bought the customary large box of a costly brand. “There! was in’ the to her equally well dressed husband. “There! that poor mechan said a well-dressed woman who store Did you see buying a big, expensive box of candy for his wife or his girl? That you never can tell.” And the husband was so chastened he purchased a five-pound box of the best the store afforded.— Newurk shows Low Gear and High Jinks “Wuart! Not ovr ix THE sgror ToDAY No, Mortuer THINKS ONE HORSE LESS STRENUOUS THAN 90."—Lustige Blactter (Berlin) 18 She Was no Doctor Tam rrom tHe Hose OARD.” “TD ast sorry, sin, L CANNOT DO ANYTHING ror vou.” —Le Rire (Paris) Belief— Patience— Percy said he would go through fire and water for me, last summer.” Not Worthy of atrice—W ell, don’t you believe him? “Believe him? Why, only yesterday he wrote and said he couldn’t keep an en ment with me ‘cause it rained, n had appropriated his umbrella? "—Y onkers Statesman. Psychology of Kissing—Dr. Charles . Baker, the psychologist, is shamefully confusing the romantic 1c. He says that after a man has kissed a girl he doesn’t want her. “Withhold thy kisses, fair maiden,” says this crucl sage, “more girls have been robbed of future husbands by the good-night kiss than for any other reason.” But how, oh, how does the dear chap know? Were they the spinsters who con- fided to him, or the kiss-snatching bache lors? And is it the kiss itself or the impres sion that the lady is too free with them that wrecks the prospect? On the score of decorum and exclusive ness the sage may be right in demeaning the value of the pre-marital kiss, but it isn’t good logic. Most of the irrevocable spinsters I know were brought up on that coy theory and are apt to blame their spinsterhood upon it. What the gentle man really means is that some other girl's frisky good-night kiss robbed those spin- sters of their swains. But, of course, the other girl was probably careful to imply at this was her very first offense. It is much more likely that it is when he sur. prises her conferring the good-night ki on some other fellow that be feels she is not the wife for him. That is why the “kiss-and-never-tell”” doctrine is essential to gallantry.—Los Angeles Times. comicbooks.com