Judge — July 16, 1921 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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

“Unrett, Unnearp, UNSEEN I've vert my Little QuEEN.”—KeEats —Toronto Goblin. Her Deadly Answer He (walking by a graveyard)—Wouldn’t it be ghastly if all the dead people here came to life again? She (yawning)—No, indeed! I wish one of them would.—Pennsylvania Punch Bowl. Fast and Slow Mr. Slow (at the wheel)—You must be cold; don’t you need something around you? Miss Speed—Yes, dear, but let’s wait until we get a little further out in the country.— Washington and Lee Mink. Acquiescence She—If I kiss you this once, will you promise never to ask me again? He—Certainly, dear. If you consider it unnecessary. —Wisconsin Octopus. Biblical Lit. “Say, Jim, how far are you in Biblical Lit?” “Oh, we're in the middle of original sin.” “That isn’t much; we're past redemption.” — Penn State Froth, How you THINK You LOOK WHEN A FLASHLIGHT IS TAKEN. The Good Old Line WEEN I call upon a girl, As I quite often do, I try to act like other men; In fact, I act like you. I tell her all the good stuff That men have ever told, For in the gentle game of love The rules are very old. I hold her hand quite tenderly And gaze into her eyes; I wrap my arm around her And breathe deep, heavy sighs. I whisper soft the same old lies That girls have heard for ages; T act just like the heroes do In novels’ mushy pages. I often think that girls must tire Of hearing the same old chatter From every dude that comes along, But then it doesn’t matter. For, since they seem to like it, Why trot out stuff that’s new? Just gaze into their trusting eyes And lie that you'll be true. —Detroit Varsity News. Time to Study It Prof. (in middle of a joke)—Have I ever told the class this one before? Class (in a chorus)—Yes. Prof. (proceeding)—Good! You will probably understand it this time.—Penn- sylvania Punch Bowl. How you REALLY LOOK. —Wisconsin Octopus. “Reapinc?” “FIGURATIVELY SPEAKING, YES.” —Chicago Phoenix. A Clean Record Ethel—Did you have the porch seat painted yesterday? Father—Y es—why? “Well, Harold and I sat on it last night and Harold got paint on his trousers.”— Indiana Crimson Bull, Their Little Notebook “It’s a shame for as pretty a girl as she to work.” “Well, it pays; she gets an awful salary. She’s a reminder at a downtown store.” “A reminder?” “Yeh, she stays at a counter near the door and when men go past they start remembering every- thing they ought to get.”— Washington Sun Dodger. Correct! “Ts the world flat or round?” Bs Neither!” “What is it then?” “Crooked!”—Yale Record. Any Corner—Any Day Adolph—Pretty keen wo- man over there. Al—Yes, not bad. “Looks as though she were waiting for someone.” “Probably her husband.” “No, if she were married, her husband would be waiting.” —Iowa Frivol. days heat tion Mall Rich A day | prisec her bi a big and THRE daint (Mt. Stang Th presic tuled battle obtaii failed VERB: Times