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JUDGE A Merrie Ballade Nowe goode Sirre Kay wasse rather ga So runne ye olden. stor At gaymes offe chance wasse wont to play, Thysse knyghte could spynne ye ivories. He tolde hysse goodlie spouse one nyghte, That he to court must go; To confer wythe alle other knyghte: On thysse, ande so ande so. Sirre Kay thenne elymbed upon hysse_steede, And waved ye wyffe farewelle; Thenne urged hysse charger onne, “More speede, We go to raysse somme hele.” He founde ye knyghtes inne con- ference, About ye Tayble Rounde; He heard ye shouts offe, “Get thee hence,” “By Harry, I'll be bounde.” Thenne goode Sirre ye pl Ande shooke ed cubes; eleven pray, I fain would clean thesse rubes.” Ye dice werre rolynge badde thysse nyghte, He rolled ye box cars twyece; He loste hysse suit offe ‘armoure thynges notte so He loste an costlie shyrtte offe mayle, Whenne Gareth tossed an seven; He took an goodlie drynke offe ayle, Ande cast hysse eyes toward Heaven. Soone Kay hadde nothynge left to she He'd loste hysse apparelle, He mayde an picture verrie cute, Surrounded by an barrelle, Whenne he get home he tolde hysse wyffe An goodlie tayle offe woe; Butte she sayed, “Fie upon such bunke No morre to court you'll g Nowe goode quite gay And handie wythe ye lance; Butte no morre wythe ye kny' does play, At merrie gaymes offe chance. —R. G. Bowman Man, I tell you it’s bonded. You couldn't get anything better if you went to Europe for it. You ought to patronize home in- dustry anyhow. You've known me jong cnough to know I wouldn't try to put somethi over on you. Yes, it's real 20- year bonded stuff. Specifications and everything. Sign right here and we'll have a bonded roof over your head next week. Mrs.—I'm going to leave you in an hour and never return. Mr.—Would you mind darning a few socks before you go? 2s Prempen—And how is your heating system, Mrs. Klein- Kohler and Kohler. comicbooks.com