Judge — October 22, 1921 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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Peterson, coming in late, hears his wife move in the bed; so he swiftly moves to the cradle and begins to rock it. “What are you doing there?” asks his wife. “Hush!” says Peterson, “I am keeping baby asleep. It woke up an hour or so ago and I have been by it ever since.” “Indeed!” replies Mrs. Peter- son, “That’s strange! Baby has been in bed with me.”—Karika- turen (Christiania). HUMAN INTERCHANGE—“Hiram,” said Mrs. Corntassel, “what is the new hired man complaining about?” “He isn’t really complainin’. Talk- in’ about his troubles is just a hired way of bein’ sociable and ”__Washington Star. man’s friendly. VicTIM OF CONDOLENCE—‘‘So you are a farmer?” “Yes,” replied Mr. Cobbles. “Fortunate man!” “Come right into the house, friend, and I’ll have mother cook you a good old-fashioned dinner.” “What for?” “You’re the first stranger I’ve seen in six months who hasn't tried to make me think I was a poor, down- trodden son of a sea cook who wasn’t geeting a square deal from the gov- ernment.” — Birmingham Age-Her- ald. THE BEGINNINGS OF PROSPERITY— An old farmer was in debt to a friend for money with which to buy a pair of steers, and, as the times were hard, was unable to cancel it. He was a renter, and at least every other season he occupied a different farm. By the friend’s advice he had moved the year before into an entirely new field, a dozen miles from his usual haunts. When his friend saw him after an absence of several months—business having taken him into the old man’s neighborhood— the farmer hailed him from the corn- field and came out to the fence. “Hello!” said the friend. “Is this your farm?” “Yes; and I just come over to tell you that I will be ready to pay part of that claim of yours before long.” “You must be doing well?” “T think I am doing first rate, and I am powerful obliged to you for heading me this way. It’s kinder strange, but as long as I am doing as well as I am I am going to stand it.” “Are you making any money?” The old man’s face brightened per- ceptibly. “No, I ain’t,” he replied, hopefully, “but I am losing it slower than I ever did in my life before.”— Harper’s Magazine. CONCENTRATION—“Josh says he’s going to be an aviator.” “Maybe it'll be good for him,” re- plied Farmer Corntassel. “Aviation is one thing that’ll make a boy keep his mind on his work for hours at a stretch.”—Washington Star. A TIP IN TIME—“We have several famous movie stars dining with us this evening,” whispered the waiter. “Would you like to have a seat near their table?” “No,” replied the sour-faced pa- tron. “I came in here to eat, not to star-gaze, and besides, if I were to overhear them talking about the salaries they get, I’d be so dissatis- fied with my prospects in life I wouldn’t feel that I could afford to tip you.”—Birmingham Age-Herald. EATLESS Movies—One of the chief troubles about housekeeping is that clearing away after supper inter- feres so with the movies.—Norfolk Ledger Dispatch. RE ACTION—Till—The long- est way around is the shortest way home, you know. Bill—Yes, that’s the way the taxi drivers seem to figure it—New York Sun. “Youth will be served”—London Mail. 2 comicbooks.com