Judge — December 17, 1927 — page 20: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE Leaves from Myrtles sketch-book By Harry Grant Dart No. 19 N_ this rather clever h, Myrtle’s dear dma is teaching her little grandchild to be graceful so that she may enter a drawing- room without stepping on the butler or upsetting a cocktail tray. It disturbs her to consider how terrible it would be to have the child grow to be like her father and become a shiftless skeleton at any feast. So graceful in her youth was grandma, that swans appeared like penguins with the pip when compared to her and nothing but constant activity has enabled her to retain that elegance of poise and ease of carriage so notice- ably absent in certain male members The Hypothetical Question He was a rising young lawyer —and very shy. She was ‘a law student—and very pretty. He was violently and hopelessly in love, but. he could not get cour- age to propose to her. He de- cided, after careful consideration, that something must be done, and done at once. His legal training must come to his aid. One day they were sitting by the shore of the lake, gazing over the sparkling water. The sun was shining, the sky was blue, and he was happy; but he wished to be even happier. Her hand was close to him, but he didn’t dare to take it; he was afraid of being rebuffed. He had an inspiration, one that he felt was in keeping with his profession and hers. “Mona,” he said, moving cau- tiously a quarter of an inch nearer. “You know what a hypo- thetical question is in law, don’t you?” “Yes, Herbert,” she said, ex- pectantly. She was an ambitious student. “To see if you really under- stand,” he continued bravely, “I am going to give you one. And remember, the impersonal view- point is very necessary in the legal profession.” He was pre- of the family with which she now resides. Myrtle’s papa told her mamma that he had seen trained bears that were at least twice as graceful as grandma and about seventeen times nicer to have around. paring a defense, should need one, “Yes, Herbert,” said the pretty girl, sitting up straight, her mind clear and receptive. Herbert began—in a clear, im- personal voice—his hypothetical question. “If I should move over nearer to you, Mona, as near as in case he this, for instance—” He bravely took up her hand, and seated himself on the grass where it had been, for he knew the value of demonstration. “If I should put my arm around your waist—this way: He suited the action to the word, and his voice was a trifle unsteady as he went on, be- ginning to hope that she had the truly legal mind: “And if I should hold you close—so close that I could appreciate fully how beautiful you are, thus; and if— but here may I digress, and apologize for a possible awk- wardness, my plea being that— having waited all my life for you, I have utterly ignored other women—? As I say, if I should —should kiss you, like this—and this—and this——”’ Here he paused for breath; ‘“—what would you do?” He could hear his heart beat as he finished. The girl sat up, trying to look thoughtful; her eyes were very bright, and her cheeks were very pink. She spoke softly, but her enunciation was clear, “I’m awfully sorry, Herbert,” she said, “but I’m afraid I must be dumb. Would you mind—if it isn’t too much trouble—would you mind repeating the question?” = forex, First Tonoacanist—The hick won’t know what hit him! comicbooks.com