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i JUDGE Hh {i WELL \ Ny Hand-painted Pickles Hand-painted pickles are really the very latest. The hand-painted pic you doubtless know, rarely if ever bears any relation to the usual delicatessen pickle. The lines of the hand-painted pickle are more artistic. ‘They may be a trifle severe, but not too severe, don’t you know. There is a certain ruggedness about them, but withal they are quite chic, and you know a chic pickle is much better than an unchie one. There is an air of the bi about a hand-painted or chic pickle that poses as wv Il serve outdoor pur- I, and at all times the chic picklé retains its femininity. I predict that our very best élite shops on the avenue and off, mostly off, will be displaying these pickles inside of a fort- night. This will naturally be a mistake, as chie pickles never should be displayed inside of a fortnight. One does not care to dig about inside of a fortnight hunting for chie pickles. The accessories, whatever they may be, go hand in hand with these pickles and make a very in- teresting ensemble. Whether they represent fully the untrammeled spirit of Ameri- Lil te . ‘allen can womanhood remains to be seen. It is very possible that a few alterations. in the shape of illuminated lumps or tiny globules will have to be made after a while to accomplish the inevit- Biss him! “Why does he need pity?’ “He's got a girl to rai 16 ww eyPne bab F, A. Qeicx-Wirten Wire—Here—bring this awful vase of Aunt Emma's down with you, able, if you know what I mean. Unlike the riety, the chi¢ pickle is never eaten, but’ worn about milady’s neck. Fatuer or Nine Bovs—There goes poor Blivens—how I pity ‘Cul hea ynmon garden va- or hand-painted —Nate Cotiier | comicbooks.com