Life — July 15, 1926 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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RN Our Foolish gi Contemporaries BARBARA FRIETCHIF: TURNS SKEPTIC —Harvard Lampoon, More News for Nature Lovers Evursena, the May-fly lives But one brief day ‘and gently gives One soft short languid rapturous baa And having laid its my Promptly gives up the “Aut Scissors aut Nullus” The Resurrection of Trash As old darky was hired to clean up some trash in the yard. Among the trash was a “mama” doll without a head. While old Sam was raking he turned the doll over and it “mama‘ed.” He Uropped the rake and started to leave. “What's the matter, Sam?” the la the house called out to him. “Good Lord, missus! Sam_ replied. “When de trash starts talking to me 1 know de Lord am coming soon.” —Charleston News and Courier, Still They Come “Witerr to?” “Florida or bust.” “LT hope it won't be both, old fellow.” —Lonisville Courier-Journal. “T wast to be Happy.” wailed Mr. Hooligan’s baby boy.—Cornell Widow. “COURAGE, BROTHERS, OUR RACE 18 ON THE EVE OF TRIUMPH! ALLIES ARE WORKING YOR US—SEE, IT SAYS TIER! ‘No More. ‘KS TO PI —Le Péle-Méle (Paris) Oscar Wilde Again A certain rather dull poet complained bitterly to Oscar Wilde of the lack of critical attention received by his poems. “There seems to be a conspiri silence against me. What would you ad- vise me to do? ghost (or Ka), Ephemera Cambridge Granta, Out All Night obey your willing to.” answered the offspring of a jazzy household. “But where are we ing to find them —Washington Star. Enigmatic Sue: T wonder how corteed: it feels to be sweet and | (PKS innocent. cl Tur Baers: Good- i ( ness only knows,—Dart- mouth Jack-o'-Lantern. ALansists are pre- ere yt The Peacemaker: MUMMIE, WOULDN'T IT BE BEST FOR YOU TO TELL ANGELA THAT YOU'RE SORRY? —Punch (London), by permission. “Join it, my dear fel- low, join it,” came the unconsoling reply. New York Evening Post. Lying Around Loose Avroist: Where do you get auto parts around here? Native: At the road crossing. rail- —Laughter. Bedtime Story Oxcr upon a time an actor was satisfied with his part. —Curtain (London). “Rastes, did you ever have your tonsils out?” “Only when Ab laffs, suh."—Chaparral, dicting a bitter war be- tween Ford and Gen- eral Motors. If they ever get started they will fight to the last pedestrian. —New Yorker. “Tw “How true no truth.” —M innesota Ski-U-Mah, VM iN ror it! ’ere’s MY ’UsBAND * JOMR, AN’ 1 AIN'T GOT ‘18 TEA ON,” —Smith's Weekly (Sydney). “ou, Only or Lonely? He was a very little boy, in the draw- ing-room for the first tim The visitor asked him: “Have you any cats and dogs at home?” > boy sadly, “Tam London Morning Post. In Our Village “Tie other day Sam Tyler absent- mindedly asked the clerk” in Smith’ store for a two-pants pair of overalls.” —Farm and Fireside. “If T remember rightly. it was in a Russian play that theshrdufwr shrdurdukpf appeared.” —Provincial paper. Tr would be—umorist (London). At former all-night cabarets they're now reciting, “Curfew Shall Not Ring This Morning!"—Brooklyn Eagle. “YoU KNOW, I NEVER WAS ONE TO DRESS UP. 1 DON'T KNOW ANYTHING MORE TWRESOME BREAKING IN A PAIR OF NEW SILKS.” “AND AS FOR A STIFF WIUITE COLLAR!” —Le Rire (Paris). comicbooks.com