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A Century Of Progress.
By E. C. SEGAR
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Another Perfect Crime.
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COOK-COOS
Tea-leaf reader* hare be- «
come to popular in Manhattan
tea’ room* that aereral restaur
ant* are employing peoplo to
road beer eude.
That'* all right. How about
oyster half shell readers7
Height of something or
other—
_ A person trying to mako up
his mind whether to read beer
suds or Gone With the Wind,
a a *
COME ON, RALPH!
(Lamar, Ha.. Democrat.)
Ralph Springer, after a two
months absence, is back home.
Ralph closed up the drug store
one day about noon, and drove
away. There has never been
any public announcement as to
where Ralph went.
If he didn’t want to announce
It, we are not violating the pro
prieties in reminding everyone
that it was nobody’s business.
But this very fact didn’t keep
folks from speculating on it. The
knowing ones at once announced
that they had it all doped out.
Ralph was going to Reno to get
himself a divorce. Now if Ralph
wants to announce where he
went, he can ease the public’s
curiosity.
• • •
SCOUNDREL’S
DICTIONARY—
PARKET. (Mi, n scorn fortsblss as
when aleeplng Is the open.
PAW-PAW. Naagfaty.
PEEPSIES. The pan-glpee.
PEG PUFF. As old roan* woman: aid
rwe dreened lamh-faehion.
PEMPE. An Imaginary object In search
of which a newcomer I* sent I cf.
pigeon's n.llk. Strap-oil. etc.
PENTHOUSE* NAB. A broad-brimmed
hat.
PERMCATEB. Swaggering, foil of side.
PICK-PIE. To tnra a pick-pie. to make
PILGARLICK. An outcast. Said origi
nally to mean one affected with eome
dlaeaee: bat now commonly ueed by
pertoat speaking of thcmeelyea: a*,
there atood poor pllgarUcki l.e. there
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ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT
(Interalaw.)
“It sickens
me not to
ssv what I
thin k.”—
Katharine Hepburn.
law.)
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UNDERWORLD
LEXICON (1610)
ABRAM. Madlr. i Middle.)
HE MAUDS ABRAM. Ha ban aa a
maddl* man.
■CNO. Died for a aoekot, heretofort a
KVlioi' A BRAKE. Runna awar.
TRACKMANS. A hadar.
TO CASTE TAR. T» saa or look.
A ROOM CUTTLE. A aword.
Little Willie, unconcerned,
Put his Papa in a chum.
“Turn it faster,” Mama
smiled;
“When you get tired, I’ll
turn awhile.”
—Bob Gorman.
By Ted Cook
POOR MR. KTiTNGER
The Swiss Boll Ring<*r
Said Mr. Klinger,
The Swiss bell ringer:
Phooey, the public! Hellf|
Bells!
For my musical clang
They no more give a dang.
They cry, “ We want swm
—or
Else.”
Then Mr. Klinger,
The Swiss bell ringer.
Taught his daughter Katy tol
Yodel.
But she said in a huff.
“Why should I do that stuff, I
“When it’s more fun to dance,^
sing, or
“Model!”
Poor Mr. Klinger,
The Swiss bell ringer,
His grief sought to siu*
the
Sea.
He shed a last tear
As he hopped off the pier.
And sat on a Stingar—
—Ann Schled'
• # •
Dr.xel Park
church, Chicago, is aiP*'""“I
iuf—the communicantshelpJJtYl
par* the sermons for Re»
tOB Cos. - ,
* A good id... Th.*aww;l
should go further — •«"*• I
congregation o«r *« j,.s«r.|
aonago for fried chicken I
He might also to» a ’•**** I
ion into tho coll*ct,on P
And take a nap <*“""*
service..
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FAMOUS LAST WORD®
It’s no pleasure fw m ,
sit here and ertild** mi
after nisht.