Judge — February 7, 1925 — page 22: what you’re looking at

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

Your eyes are Hazel, | i Your mouth is Rose. Your skin ix Olice, | Your laugh is Mary, You are all Grace— Now ichyinell did they have to go and christen you Anny! : —Penn State Frotu 1} 1} tae Mother—Johnny, did you get that loaf of bread 1 sent you for? Johnny—No, the store “It couldn't be, this time you try the ” I saw a sign in the Home Cooking.” —Bowdoin Bear Skin soe co) re Whispered; I date— J he whispered, I's name was Kate. —Michigan Gargoyle s Hann—What color is best for a bride? | Nahh—I prefer a white one. —Alabama Rammer-Jammer Litre Duck Hunter—Do you i believe whisky improves with age? | Bic Duck Hunter—IWell, the older I get the better I like it. —Ok anoma Wiirtwino Lt “Pardon me, professor. — Last night your daughter accepted my proposal of marri T have called to see if there is any insanity in your fa: rere must be.” —Vtah Humbug - Sse Jine—You look like a wreck. Jane—1 just came from a will party. + party?” the old boy fora He (having just kissed her)—Ah! That wax indeed a triumph of mind over matter! Sup—Ves; [didn't mind, because you didn't matter. —Yare Recoxrn toe Salome, the first woman to dis- cover the relation between gauze and effect. —Middlebury Blue Baboon sae A freshman from the Amazon Put nighties of his gre » reason’s that He was too fat To get his own pajamazon. —Minnesota Ski-U-Mah “It's the little things in life that tell.” | —Geoncia Tecnu. Yetvow Jacket | tae Alk—What're you writing? Inn—A j “Well, give her my regards.” otre Dame Juggler soe Aman who has one wife too many | is not necessarily a bigamist. —Georgia Tech. Yellow Jacket Pd “Mgosh, what a long tunnel we're a tunnel—it’s Pitts. —Carneyie Puppet burgh.” sae Girl (at soda fountain)—I guess I won't have a chocol: fa after all; change mine to a lime shake. Cle Madam, this is cream soda fountain —1 hand performance. noice Jeight of Brown Jug likes only Aticta—So they say. to meet him, —Denver Parrakeet I'm dyeing | comicbooks.com