Judge — October 31, 1925 — page 23: what you’re looking at

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

Lorp Lampwicx—Now, in my college days, I belonged to the Order of the Garter. Sorority Sopu—Which chapter— Boston or Paris? —Catirornia PELican Rollin’ Stone T've seen the painted desert Where the Gila monsters play, And ‘Frisco’s famous Golden Gate Aflame at close of day. T've seen the farms of Chile Where their pork chops come from llamas, And the South Sea Fiji Islands Where girls are chocolate mamas. * T've seen risqué Havana Where the tropic sunbeams burst, Where there ain’t no Mister Volstead And a man can quench his thirst. T’ve seen the charm of sunny Spain, Of romance it is full, Instead of playing football there The young men throw the bull. T’ve seen the land of Borneo Where woman is a slave, I've seen the streets of Moscow Where the men folks never shave. T’ve seen the sights of every land, They’re all familiar views, T see them every Friday night In “Pathé s Weekly News. ” —Penn State Froth “Why did they name you Carol?” “Because me father came from Sing Sing.” —Brown Jug Ra tad Patient to Oculist—Doctor, I’m worried about my eyes. When I left the show last night my eyes were swollen and red and hurt awfully. Dr.—What show was it? “The Revelation Revue.” “Try blinking your eyes now and then; you won't miss very much.” —Rice Oul * “What's the trouble?” “Nope! Heart trouble.” —De Pauw YELLow Crap . matter—engine 4 HID *25—I sce they are giving the tennis team gold rackets this year. *26—What are they giving the swimming team—gold fish? —Middlebury Blue Baboon Rad “Where’s all your luggage?” “Lost it.” “What, lost all your luggage? What happened?” “Cork came out.” —Brown Jug “What do you think of flappers as a rule?” “Very bad ones to follow.” —C. C. N. Y. Mercury On a Tear “Why didn’t you dance last night?” “Thad on a rented tuxedo.” “Well, what of it?” “But it was rented where it would show.” —Texas Ranger Rnd “Fifty cigarettes for a dime,” says Will Rogers in his weekly ad. And the Juggler hastens to tell him first that it sounds like a lot of bull. —Notre Dame Juggler JUST BEFORE THE BATTLE, MOTHER Mapeitne—I’m going to diet. Katuryn—Peroxide or Henna, dear? —Norret Dame Jucater comicbooks.com