Judge — August 13, 1921 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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Our Short Story Bank for many, many years, be- fore he discovered one day that there was in his soul a deep passion for gambling. At first he withstood the temptation that came with the dis- covery; but a day finally came when he could no longer resist. And so he 4 gambled. He gambled until his sav- ings were gone, then he borrowed. When his creditors became pressing, he took the bank’s funds and gambled more recklessly than ever. For a long time he did this. Now he owns the bank.—Jowa Frivol. Speaker—WHEN THEY TAKE WOMAN YAY FROM THE CO-EDUCATIONAL COL- , WHAT WILL FOLLOW?” Voice from the audience—I WILL. —Amherst Lord Jeff. Embarrassed I longed to tell her, and yet my tongue clove to the roof of my mouth; would she understand, I wondered? I had known her but a scant month, and yet I felt as though I had known her for months, aye for years, and yet. ... How can one tell a woman that she has forgotten to rouge both sides of her face?—California Pelican. The Poet I loathe him. I am a beautiful woman. . . . The title of the love sonnet was: “Lines on Eleanor’s Face.”—Black and Blue Jay. GNEOUS had been cashier in the THAT DOG HAS THE ceton Tiger. Proof You can’t prove a thing By the length of time She keeps you Waiting in the parlor Before she trips down. But a pretty sure index Is the length of time She permits you To keep her waiting After you have both said: “Good-night.” —Pennsylvania Punch Bowl. Just the Same “In what respect are women like universities?” “Intuition.”—Notre Dame Juggler. “WHAT HAVE YOU TO OFFER MY DAUGHTER IN CASE I GIVE MY CONSENT?” “WELL, I’M STUDYING LAW SO I SHALL BE ABLE TO OFFER HER FREE LEGAL AD- vicE.”—Boston Beanpot. 28 Literally True Brown—That new cook of ours makes everything out of the cook book. Derby—Then that must have been one of the covers I tasted in the pie last night.—Cornell Widow. A Sure Shot Two jags were returning home after a big spree lasting nearly all night. “Don’t your wife miss you on these occasions?” asked one. Not often,” replied the other, “she throws pretty straight.”—Teaas Scalper. — ——— “DROPPING A_COURSE.”—Washington and Jefferson Wag-Yag. Little Tulip Lithping Perthival lotht hith drag by getting up at the Little Mother’s Club meeting and thouting: “I move the nomination be clothed.”—Wil- Uiams Purple Cow. Yeah Prof—Would you call the last decade of trouble in Mexico a civil war? Stude—Wadda you mean, “civil”? —Missouri Showme. Profit-tears No man or woman can deny That cost of living’s very high, But ’twill go down in coming years, If we will shed some profiteers. —Boston Beanpot. me we th nis