Judge — April 1, 1922 — page 23: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Irrepressible, IDENTIFIED we was this wild and winsome coot That made poor Adam pull the boot And taste of that forbidden fruit? A Flapper. This Cleopatra maiden fair For whom great Cesar tore his hair, Who was this vamp so debonair? A Flapper. Who was this biddy called Salome That robbed John Baptist of his dome, The one that made mere man leave home? A Flapper. Who is it now that flashes by With scanty clothes and drooping eye, For whom some sap would gladly die? A Flapper. Who strokes the profs upon their nobs, And on their shoulders gently sobs While some swell mark from them she robs? A Flapper. Who is it spends your hard-earned kale Who makes this plaint a woeful tale Who is more deadly than the male? i A Flapper. —Stanford Chaparral. 3 ee aa “RK 7 id 4 The Original Necking Party. —Pennsylvania Punch Bowl. College Wits Joyous, oSeecr I never met a girl like this, And never hope to see one; But since so many men go wrong, I know that there must be one. —Amherst Lord Jeff. EVER? HAVE you ever been Introduced to your chum’s Fair affinity, and Immediately she tries to Gather you in? But you remember that he’s Your chum, and consequently Act rather cool towards her, and Straightway she advises Your chum to shun you, because You are no fit Companion for him. —Toronto Goblin. A SENSITIVE SOLE Colored Rookie—I'd lahk to have a new pair o’ shoes, suh! Sergeant—Are your shoes worn out? “Worn out! Man, the bottums of mah shoes are so thin ah can step on a dime and tell whether its’s heads or tails!"—Pitt Panther. EPITAPH ERE lie the bones of Ed McGee— A wiz at snappy repartee, The butt of Eddie’s sharpest quip Packed a six-gun on his hip! —Ohio Sun Dial 21 Irresponsible ANCIENT ERROR SOMETIMES doubt that there was ever truth In any ancient saw or proverb hoary; To me a thousand years of dumb be- lief Fail to bring deeper credence to a story. They say that “love is blind”—the proverb lies Like many an olden apothegm that lingers. I grant he often holds his eyes for shame— But watch, you'll catch him peeking through his fingers! —Johns Hopkins Black and Blue Jay. ASSISTANCE AT HAND It was the fag-end of a tedious eve- ning. At the close of the third twenty-minute lapse he said plain- tively: “TI wish I had money. I'd travel.” “Well,” she replied, as she began to unroll her stocking, “how much do you need?”—Mass. Tech. Voo Doo. Journalism—In my opinion, no one can be good-looking unless well dressed. Fine Arts—And yet Venus was a success.—Columbia Jester.