Judge — May 6, 1922 — page 12: what you’re looking at

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nl hn \ Hu mi in / Drawn by B. D. ADAMS, Cornell * BIM JARNES’ LIST OF TEN COMMON FAULTS OF GOLFERS No. 11—Failure to meet the ball. THE LEGEND OF EVERY GIRL bright. By Edna M. Traylor, Denver U. '23 the kind he wears. s collars never fit his neck, I think they'd stop his ears, should slip and fall on through, for that’s He'll buy cigars and “Well, it’s getting too late for a regular if his head day k Drawn by Jim Mum, Pittsburgh University Hunch by EB, P. Grokar, Pittsburgh University Near Bier. chose one from them all, and married him forthwith. I'm finding’ out that it’s all true, and romance is a myth. THE MATINEE TALKERS (Thursday afternoon in front of the Globe Theater) By Nathan Phillips, Princeton “]_ET’S go in here. Seems to me I've 4 heard something about this one. 1 t remember what.” lara saw it. She says it’s too sweet for anything.” “Look, here’s a picture of the dance they do. They say it’s awfully clever. And I declare, I've seen George do exactly the same step.” doesn't 1 ok very hard.” xactly the same step. It just can go somewhere els go right in here. I want to see dance myself. Imagine, George “wonder how much tickets are. I don't a sign, do you? No. I should think they'd at least. . Oh, there's one. Four dollars a seat! That's outrageous. ecially when George You're iéoktag at the wrong one. That's evenings. .. . Here it is. Matinee, two- fifty. That's not bad. “Humph. They make enough on it, at tha Well, here, I've got change.” “No, Annie, please! I really want to get this bill broken anyway.” ° * * . but “Isn't that provoking! No matinee to- I thought all these high-class shows had matinees on Thursday [2 managed to get a lot of men so in- golf sticks, too, and never count the cost, show anyhow. Let's go to a movie. terested in me, that each one said I but let me buy a dress or hat and you'd must become his darling bride to be. And think his fortune lost. I agreed but asked for time to think the the best of them; matter out, for I didn't know which one clear. would be my dashing bridegroom lout, I thought, “I am a wise young girl, on all my friends I'll call and not decide until I've heard opinions from them all. ‘And so I called on Annabel, my dearest friend and best. “Oh, Charles Mears,” she said, “is way above the rest. But, oh, my dear, take my advice and look before you leap, for mar- ried life is full of woe and wives lose lots of sleep.” And then I went to Susan Green, a girl I've known for years, and Susan said that I'd confirm her deepest, darkest fears. “No man,” she said, “could possibly be good enough for you. You are a girl above the rest, no common man would do.” But Mrs. Waite, my mother’s friend, was worse by half a mile. “My dear,” she said, “my spouse and I, we never even smile. A newspaper at breakfast time, he hides his face behind, and only speaks to say the toast suits not his frame of mind.” And then I thought my Aunt Marie would be far more sincere, banish all uncertain- and make the thing more clear. ly nieci she wept, “my married life (it seems you needs must know) is full of trials and worriments and bitter, hidden woe. Your uncle’s hair is false—a wig; he takes it off each night and hargs it up above his teeth which gleam by day so Drawn by CAKKOLL WILLIAMS, man’s a trial, Strand.” you'd better far steer“ You'd never more be free yourself, money at movie. 1 count the price too dear.” But still University of “Wring out, there’s a lovely thing on up at the always Ss: you get more for your Just imagine! George I does that very same ‘Texa wild belles. ‘ comicbooks.com