Judge — May 27, 1922 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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Peck—The after-dinner nap is my favorite hour of the entire Sunday. Heck—I thought you never slept after dinner. “T don’t, but my wife does."—Boston Transcript. “Where did you get your new chauf- feur?” “I picked him up in California. He worked for several movie stars, but he’s going to have a new experience with me.” “How is that?” “Ill never keep him up until after midnight."—Birmingham Age-Herald. “And why should I help you?” de- manded the Boston citizen. “Sir,” replied the Boston tramp, “I can offer you no coherent reason. Your motives must be altruistic.” Orator—What can I do, comrades, to find work for my fellow-creatures? This got him a dime.—Louisville b Voice from the back—Get yer hair cut!—Passing Show (London). Courier-Journal. n The Newly-Riches were seated in their handsome drawing-room, Mrs. Newly-Riche, at the grand piano, la- boriously picking out hymn tunes with one finger. “Hang it all, missus,” said Mr. Newly-Riche, impatiently; “if I buy you a piano that size I expect you to use both fists!”—Houston Post. Dauber—Yes, this is my latest pic- ture, and I'll tell you ten thousand would not buy it. Blunt—That’s so, and I'm one of the ten thousand.—Toronto Telegram. “I'm feeling lonesome.” “Why don’t you get engaged to a nice girl.” “Will that keep me from being lone- scme?” “It will if you don’t marry her.”— Birmingham Age-Herald. When two women exchange compli- ments the recording angel is kept as busy as when two men trade horses.— Chicago News. Movie Producer—That chap, Beau- mont, certainly plays the part of the condemned man realistically in our new picture. The Director—Yes; he felt the part. He had just received notice that the judge had granted his divorced wife $300 a week alimony when we were filming those scenes—New York Sun. Teacher—Now, we can't take four from three, so what can we do, Teddy? Teddy—We can borrow. “That's right. And where do we borrow?” “Next door at Jenkins’s; we always do.”—Houston Post. The Interviewer—And please, sir, what have you to say on the subject of anonymous letters? The Great Man—Stupid missives! : ‘ A I admit I invariably read anonymous ae Cn Ne ae welts the match? letters—but I never answer them.— “And what have you in that sack?” L’Illustration (Paris). “The referee!”—Passing Show (London). 23 comicbooks.com