Judge, 1923-09-08 · page 15 of 36
Judge — September 8, 1923 — page 15: what you’re looking at
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Verses for a Guest Room by Sue Stuart Gre sweetly in this dainty: bed — But kindly don’t take root here. Remember we don’t keep a maid So try to shake a foot, dear. Bright dreams be yours, ere morning break Upon day’s golden shore— But listen, kid—for heaven’s sake Don’t throw things on the floor. May peace here greet you, welcome gue: And seatter joy about ’er— But please, old thing, when getting dressed, Watch where you spill your powder! Brad Mother—Willie was very naughty to- day. Father—I wondered why he greeted me so affectionately. soe Tiggs—Is he married? Biggs—No. “What a lucky woman.” te. “Are they democratic?” . “Notice the hangdog look on Doc. Hennessy?” _ “Democratic! Their chauffeur’s name “Yes, he’s terribly humiliated. Thieves stole his car—and brought is Fred. it back.” a ws ( W7S ra) 4 “Did you bring home any relics?” Returned Tourist—Well, there’s the car! 13 comicbooks.com