Judge — October 22, 1921 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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“Oh, daddy, look! (London). LoyaL To Dap—Little John was sent alone to the barber shop for a hair cut. The barber in his joking way inquired what kind of a hair cut he wished and then pointed to the _ man in the chair, “Do you want one like this man is getting?” “No, sir,” the little fellow re- turned after he had looked at the man. “If you have to cut it like somebody’s, just cut it like my dad’s with a little hole in the middle.”— Indianapolis News. COMPLYING LITERALLY — Going into his stable one day, he found his little son, with a slate and pencil in his hand, astride one of the horses. “Why, Harry,” he exclaimed, “what are ye doing?” “Writing a composition,” was the reply. “Well, why don’t you write it in the house?” asked the father. “Because,” answered the little fel- low, “the master told me to write a composition on a horse.”—Rutland Herald. Paw IN FuLt—Mother—I gave you a nickel yesterday to be good and to-day you are just as bad as you can be. Willie—Yes, Ma, I’m trying to show you that you got your money’s worth yesterday.—New York Sun. Aren’t you glad you came?”—Passing Show LIke AN ELEPHANT—While in the country last summer a little city boy saw his first baby pig, and it made a great impression on him. So.great was the impression, in fact, that the youngster made the pig the first ob- ject of his concern when the family again visited the country place this spring. “Where is my little piggie?” he im- mediately inquired. “Come with me and I will show you,” his country cousin replied. When the city boy reached the pen with his companion and saw what looked to be about eight hundred pounds of pork “on the hoof” he was dumfounded. “And did that little piggie grow as much as that in one year?” “Yes,” In open-eyed wonder the boy ex- claimed. “Gee! I betcha when I come back next summer he’ll have a trunk.” —Youngstown Telegram. Sticky—The teacher had been reading about Canaan, the “land flowing with milk and honey.” “Now,” she said to the class, “what do you think a land flowing with milk and honey would be like?” “Please, teacher,” was the instant reply, “sticky.”—Edinburgh Scots- man. THE CLIFF DWELLERS—New York City is inhabited by just two sorts of people—those who live above you and make a racket, and those who live below and unjustly accuse you of doing it—New York Sun. 24 JUST FOR FUN—‘“I’ve decided on a name for baby,” said the young mother. “I shall call her Euphro- syne.” Her husband did not care for the suggestion; but being a tactful fel- low, he was far too wise to say so. “Splendid,” he said cheerfully. “The first girl I ever loved was called Euphrosyne, and the name has very pleasant memories for me.” There was a brief silence. Then: “We will call her Elizabeth, after my mother,” said the young wife, firmly. —Watchman and Examiner. WORKED IT OuT—Mrs. Flatbush— How did you come to decide on a name for the baby?” Mrs. Bensonhurst—Well, you see we began at A, and thought of all the names beginning with that letter; then we took B and so went through the whole alphabet. “But the child’s name is Alice, I thought.” “So it is. You see when we got as far as Z we went back and began all over again at A.”—Yonkers States- man. A MEAN SUGGESTION—A Michigan father is puzzled to find a name for his eighteenth child. Why doesn’t he go down to the depot and watch the parlor cars go by?—Providence Journal. AND ANOTHER—A Michigan father is puzzled to find a name for his eighteenth child. Has anyone sug- gested to him that “Finis” might be the auspicious moniker ?—Cleveland Plain Dealer. I CAN’T BE ANNOYED Fifi—That is not the new am- bassador? Brigitte—Certainly not. can plainly see he’s nothing but the Charge d’Affaires.—Le Jour- nal Amusant (Paris). You comicbooks.com