Judge, 1925-06-27 · page 15 of 37
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Frienp (to ANSWER spaper Columnist) —What you been doing toxlay? Nineteen epigrams and fifty-four holes of golf. Epigrams—and Golf by Don Herold re, so TD guess some epigrams. The easy thing about epigrams is that you can be so general. You 1 settle the entire woman question in a paragraph. If you are in a particular hurry you can settle life. which is a little less intricate. don’t have to think much about it you just settle it. The first rule for making epigrams is not to. tackle hing too small, stich as the de- as to whether 3 per cent. with safety is better than 7 per cent. with a little risk. Nobody ever wrote an epigram about 3 per cent. bonds. No, vou must dispose of such in tls, matri- mony, work, happiness, unhappiness, temptation, children, success, virtue, vice, and the whole world. L imagine that when Don Marquis, the New York Herald- Tribune, comes down to the office in knickers, the whole staff knows that there are going to be a bunch of epigrams in next morning's paper. He has been writting a great many knickergrams since winter broke, The other day he wrote a goud one to the effect that a large part of the work of newspaper columnists is in ters as life, women, am columnist I will give a few examples of the various breeds of epigrams, starting with some very broad and compre- hensive ones: I don’t know anything about eter- nity, but I want more out of this life than there is in it. ‘That is an especially easy epigram because it covers not only this life (Continued on page 28) A kiss in the Dark WW» MET, quite by chance, in the moonlight; “Twas thrilling! head: 1 searched for the words that I wanted to say: I ‘most lost my For the moment, though, nothing Was said. “Twas out where the lane goes a- winding I'd thought I was there all alone And I know that surprise wasn't all, in my ey She could see as her lamps brightly shone! I was dazed for the moment; I couldn't b That we'd met, as we by chan Yet met there we had! aye, mad! And she read it, TP know, in my glance! id, there, IT was giddy, “Well, why don'teha watch where you're goin’? T said, “An? keep on your side o” the line? But no! You're just dumb—now my wheel's on the bum And T can’t tell your fenders from mine Russell Cole KRAZY KGRACKS “give a sentence with the Ls Divorced” “Cheer up, stroking platitudes until they purr “How are you doing at golf this year?” like epigrams. —— comicbooks.com