Judge — June 25, 1921 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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Drawn by Ganowex 0. Rea “Goon Lorn, oLb cuar, war's “Ou, xor at att. You CONDITION IN WHICH WE FOUND IT.” getting to resemble more and more a wilted crysanthemum How long, I wonder, would I have reigned, if it hadn’t been for May’s Aunt? After she ran out of cigars, she began to feel vaguely that the yacht was lonely She missed the crowd—the chatter—the surreptitious kissing. And so, going ashore, she followed a trail of yellow silk shreds till she arrived at the remainder of May's gown—just in time iverything now was changed. We had achaperone. And what's the use of having a chaperone unless you fool her? And so, one night, as the hula-hulas hummed in the underbrush, and the languorous hun- gry waves nibbled at the pebbles on the beach, I saw that May was willing to be If she were to get engaged in any clothes at all she'd have to hurry. Her gown was going, going, like in old arm-chair at an auction, And already her Aunt was untying the Skipper from his tree, and wooing him in that determined fashion of middle-aged widows. Why hesitate? Had I not proved my- self a man, even when without eyeglasses? “If you will marry me, May,” I re marked in G-minor, “I will give you any thing you want. I will even give you your lipstick!” What flapper could refuse? Didn't I tell you you could always get any girl on a deserted island? May was mine—a truc gold mine! won you see, Prudery By Tuomas J. Munnar WE aan recall the farmerette, Who toiled between the garden rows; In war's red days; we can’t forget How she deployed with rakes and hoes. We wonder where she is today, ‘To what far field her fancy goc And where she flung her tools away, Of course, we mean her rakes not hose. Botsnevism?” SEE, WE'RE MOVING OUT TOMORROW, AND OUR LEASE DEMANDS THAT WE A Long-Distance View A farm boy was standing on a high hill, looking the country over, when a tourist motoring by stopped for a chat. “You have a fine view from here, my lad. How far do you suppose you can sec—to China?” “Much farther than that, Mister.” “How's that?” “When that cloud goes a able to sce the sun ver) The Usual Dividends North—What did you get out of that investment you made in oil stock? West—A lot of sympathy from my friends. Drawn by Dox Hexown LEAVE THE APARTMENT IN THE High Finance “Would you consider an offer of a thousand a week?” asked the film magnate “As a joke, yes,” replied the movic queen; “but if you want to talk real busi ness, you'll have to jazz it up quite some.” Satisfied Subbins doesn’t care if his business does go to the dogs.” “That’s funny. Why not?’ “He's a manufacturer of dog-biscuit.”” Citrusty “I hear you bought an orange planta- tion in Florida,” “I did, but it turned out to be a lemon.” To WY lhe Tue Youncweos axe suowine tHere ric Aunt MATILDA THROUGH THEIR NEW Home. Sue GAVE PRESENT. 7 THEM A BEAUTIFUL AND EXPE ‘They ane Now IN THE MaID's ROOM. PICTURE AS A WEDDING sIVE