Judge — March 29, 1924 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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

“Why so serious, my dear?” “I’m reading the funny papers, mother!” Dovs.ep! A’ prince that night I did not know The prize would so displease Marie! I'd won the thing, oh, long ago. At bridge that night I did not know Just when and where it was, but lo! Marie had given it to me! At bridge that night I did not know ‘The prize would so displease Marie! Axsout Ricut Sara~And what is the height of your ambition? Clara—Oh, somewhere between five feet ten and six feet. FBS “Wyld and his wife apparently have nothing in common.” “Only a pair of knickers!” Wuat’s In a Name? Most of the walking delegates for labor unions use automobiles. Hanps Our Across THE SEA Dyer—What are all these foreign lecturers coming across for? Ryer—In the hope that we will come across. Tue Onty PLace I ANSWERED an item in a matrimonial paper a couple of weeks ago, as the description of the girl appealed to me immensely—small, dark, young, pretty, and fond of home life. once. I wrote her at Her letter in reply fully con- vineed me that she was the one girl in this world that I desired for my mate. She said she did not smoke cigarettes, did not care anything for jazz or in fact, dancing of any kind. She did not powder or rouge or use the lip-stick. She cared nothing for automobiling and did not want a car. She loved to cook, swe ash dishes, and work in the house y. She did not want any expensive clothes—just a few cheap frocks that she could wash out hers and she loved to retrim her old hat. Also she was fond of bal nd wanted a house full. She wanted to take care of them all herself and never wanted to have a servant. I wrote at once and we arranged a meeting. She was to sit on the front steps of her present home and wear a bit of blue ribbon, pinned to her w When I arrived at the distant town where she lived I lost no time, after stepping from the train, to inquire the direction of the street where my affinity lived. Larrived finally at the number. I might have known there would be only one e where a girl with all those virtues lived—I stood before a lunatic asylum! Keepinc Track “Prize fighters don’t do as much road work sed to. How do they keep in conditic “Running back and forth to the bank, I guess.” “Here, boy—and rush!” comicbooks.com