Judge, 1921-10-22 · page 30 of 36
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“The Hotel Biltless has a most wonderful cuisine!” “You ask for tea, I suppose?” —Dartmouth Jack O’Lantern. Guilty Sister—Hubby received an anony- mous letter this morning informing him of something I did before we were married. Brother—Well, the best thing you can do is to confess. Sister—I know it, but he won’t let me read the letter and I don’t know what to confess.—Brown Jug. Why They Go to the Movies Father—For an undisturbed nap. Mother—To get away from the family. Willie—To explain to the house trick photography. Sister—To see the latest styles. The Maid—To be with the chauf- feur in solitude. The Chauffeur—To be with the maid in solitude—Penn State Froth. No Offense Paul—At the party I thought your costume was ripping. Pauline—Well, if you were a gen- tleman, you would have told me so. —Cornell Widow. Irrepressible, Joyous, Irresponsible The Mishap ‘THE other night I went to see My girl. She was looking Like a million dollars— I took her In my arms And said She was my lulu, And then I pressed my lips To hers And Oh Boy! I wanted that kiss To last Forever, And I guess It would have If I hadn’t dislocated Her false teeth! —Bowdoin Bear Skin The Other One Highbrow—Is she his fiancée? Lowbrow—Naw. That’s the skirt he is going to marry.—Williams Purple Cow. “A Familiar Air” —Cornell Widow. 30 r L —— a J Twice Told Tales —Pennsylvania Punch Bowl. Diary of a Snake Back to college again with a fine record behind me, to wit:—twelve dances, seven teas, several theaters and a long line of broken hearts. It was a great vacation and I feel that I have done myself and the college justice. I’ve failed miserably. Saw Reggie Van Winslow and his record beats mine. He managed to get in three more dances and one of his girls has followed him down here—says she won’t leave him. Mine only wept at my departure. After all, it was a rotten vacation.—Yale Record. A Co-Ed of Two Worlds When Liz dines out she says with ease: “Oh, won’t you pass the butter, please?” Home when that stuff she wants to have, She says, “Maw, slide across the salve.”—Ohio Sun Dial. comicbooks:com