Judge, 1924-03-08 · page 21 of 36
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This is the reason men are troubled with birds’ eyes, nowadays — flitting from limb to limb.—Ohio Sun Dial. sot Wie sane vou fall, then let you lay? Your girl Then taunted you with laughter gay— Your girl. And who came with you to the prom, And flirted with your room-mate, ‘Tom, Then petted him while you were gone? Your girl. Who broke your heart with words untrue— Your girl. And also broke your bank roll, too? Your girl. With sweetest words that e’er were penned What girl at last will prove your friend, And stick right with you to the end? Your sister. Princeton Tiger. “I never saw such dreamy eyes.” _“You_ never stayed so late.”—Wil- liams Purple Cow. Pecan—Doesn't riding horseback give one a terrible headache? Pistache—No, on the contrary. Harvard Lampoon. Femme Une—Mary isu’t the least bit afraid of a mouse. Femme Deur—She ought with her catty Colgate Banter. not to be disposition. “People say I have eyes just like my father.” “Uh-huh, _pop-eyed.”— Yale Record. Goop Apvicr HILDREN dear, Listen here, Heed advice of one who knows. Pipe the word Of a bird That knows the way the wind blows. Don’t spend what You should not: Never cash a check that’s wood. School; be good. weed, read All your lessons carefully. Be sweet and kind, Improve your mind, View things optimistically. Soon to bed, s Franklin said, Be asleep at least by ten. Never fight, Be polite, Act like little gentlemen. Tf you exhibit all this knowledge, Then you are too good for college. —Missouri Showme. She—I'm telling you for the last time that you can’t kiss me. He—Ah, I knew you'd weaken eventually!—Wisconsin Octopus. tt “My girl's got a dress she'll never wear out.” “What kind is it?” “Her nightgown.” —Carnegie Puppet. ttt hey’re all crazy about me, here,” declared the new insane asylum keeper in his first Williams Purple Cow, report. “Oh, Harry! that long—under the ice.” “Nonsense, my dear! sure it was your reflection.”—Wis- consin Octopus. I saw a big fish— I'm quite comicbooks.com