Life — March 8, 1928 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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Bond Salesmen MOUNT . -innumerable, Dated .. every night. Maturity - just a pose. Trustee ++ .Sometimes. Securit) ‘ fathers often worry. Purpose of Issue. generally unknown. Earnings ..++ unsatisfactory. Priced to Net..........a débutante. A. E. B. A Busy Day in Reno “LJ ELLO!...Yes'm....Yes’m, Mrs. Van Snigger....Is that I can’t understand that, Mrs. Van S Really, I'm awfully sorry but...Yes’m...I know... Yes'm....Oh, surely....Yes'm, I don’t blame you....It’s a mistake, somewhere. Yes’m, I know.... You're sure you didn’t tell one of the clerks you'd call for it?...Oh, ‘ wfully sorry, Mrs. Van -Yes'm...Right away... G'by, Mrs. Van Snigger; it won't happen again....Hey, Charlie! You gotta snap out of it and get your mind on your work! Mrs. Van Snigger says she was in two hours ago and ordered a divorce, and it hasn't been delivered yet!” C.J. CONOMIC Proverb—The oily country gets the ambassadors. “She isn't so good-looking, you know—they say he married her out of pity.” “Yes—sort of a compassionate marriage, so to speak.” Entrance EXxaMINATIONS Por THE House or Davip “Love Will Find a Way” “RUT, Mr. Williams. ” “Be quiet, sir! My daughter will positively not become your wife. What is more, I must request you not to continue your attentions to her. Is that clear?” “Yes, sir. All right, Mr. Williams. But believe me, sir, you'll think dif- ferently some day. I'm going to plug hard, Mr. Williams, and you'll hear from me! Good night, sir. +++ Till we meet again.” * *# #& “Hello! Hello! Is that you, Janet? This is Ted.” “Hello, darling!... What did the boss say?” “Well, Janet, I guess I've got bad news for you. I spoke to the boss this morning, and I tried to show him how he could save thousands of dollars yearly by appointing me General Manager — but, well, dear, he—ah—he told me to get the hell out of his office, and not to come back. So it’s—i! hopeless, I'm afraid. “Oh, Ted!” “Listen, Janet: I want you, and I’m going to have you. Will you elope with me? It’s that or nothing, now. I'm serious. Look— I'll come over in my car and put up a ladder under your window, and in- side of thirty minutes we'll be mar- ried. Wil darling es, yes! I'll do any- thing you + When we're mar- ried, Father will surely give you some kind of job....Hurry, dear!” **e # “Hello! Hello! Janet?” “Yes. Where are you?” “I'm in the Gladstone Pharmacy, dear. Listen: the car has broken down. I couldn't telephone “It's all right, Ted....Now don't be angry with me; I have something to tell you which may hurt you, dear. Will you be brave? Well, John VerPlanck is here—you know, he’s Father's right-hand man at the office—and he wants to marry me, and Father is all in favor of the idea; so I told him I'd be engaged to him, and then perhaps after a year or so——" (Click.) Norman R. Jaffray. Too Theoretical MALL JAMIE: Aw, I'm sick of dancing school. Motner: Why, son, I thought you liked it. What's the trouble? Smacz Jamie: Well, I been going three weeks now, an’ they haven't taught us how to sit out a dance yet. comicbooks.com