Judge, 1921-10-15 · page 32 of 36
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Can You Tell Fortunes? It is real fun to be able to entertain your Do you know “telling fortunes.” friends how? If you use cards, my “Mystical Method of Card Reading”’ will tell you how. Price 25 cents, If you use tea-leaves, my folder on “How to Read Fortunes with Te aves” will give you some new ideas. Price 25 cents, ou will find a wealth ket on “How to find your Mystic Number, Astral and Key-note in the Letters of Your Soul-name.” Price soc Miss Johnston, 19 East 82nd St, New York City If you believe in luck or fa Learn to Dance >! ED. N ete COURSE ON TRIAL: SO PRET inisoeros and Lae tetoe Fer Everybody Concerned By G. B. SLYE "THER Father uv his Country, In former days gone by, Spoke thus ter little Sammie, Who nuver winked un eye: “Keep out uv all untanglements! My son, I’m talkin’ sense; Ef they’s fightin’ in yo’ alley, Set on yer neighbor’s fence!” Now Sammie’s growed enormous: Tremenjously he’s growed— Bigger’n all the nations His father ever knowed. Great bags of gold are his’n— They’s big as all outdoors— An’ William J. is fixin’ Ter clarify his nose. Yer all know Comeback Bryan, Ole Sam’l’s viz-a-vee, | An ’pears them Fraid Cats’ plottin’ Ter scrap that filigree; Cats on ther house-tops nuthin’! They’s neither here nur there; With catnip in yo’ pocket, Yo’ meet ’em on the square. Put on yo’ hat, Old Glory! Here’s slackers payin’ toll; Ther fake that slurred his country Slept in a doodle-hole. “Almost nubuddy never kin tell Ther nachur uv the kyrnul ‘That’s in the peanut shell.” Editor's Note: This vers: woman ninety years old, a Alexandria, Va. That she has local repute as un oracle is plain from the fact that she is known as the “Old Lady of Cameron Stri as written by a living in HENRY ROMEIKE 106-110 Seventh Avenue New York The Manly Art Husband (angrily)—You’ve kept me waiting like a fool on this corner for over an hour. Wife—Oh, but I didn’t, Henry! I simply kept you waiting. It’s a Long Turn The Early Bird—Whatcha turning for? The Turning Worm—’Cause you | stepped on me. The Early Bird—Then I'll go a step further. One good turn deserves another, Patriotism Jimmy—Got a new dog, ain’t yuh? Johnny—Y eh. Jimmy—What kind is he? Looks like an Irish terrier. Johnny—He ain’t, though. He’s an American. | If you don’t read Film Fun you don’t get all the movie news The November issue now be- ing sold by your newsdealer See the pictures of Coming Stars. Read what the Present Stars are doing. See how they do it on the other side of the world. Fun for 20c vow You get everything in Film At your nearest newsdealer, Similar “Did you ever hear anything so perfectly wonderful?” exclaimed the daughter of the house, as the phono- | graph ground out the last notes of the latest thing in jazz. “No,” replied her father, “I can’t say I have, although I once heard a collision between a truckload of empty milk cans and a freight car filled with live chickens.” N. WEATHERLY Drawn by F OUTSIDE THE THREE-MILE LIMIT “A strong Nor’wester’s blowin’, Bill! Hark, don’t ye hear it roar now? Lord help ’em, how I pities them Unhappy folks on shore now!” 32