The evening world. Newspaper, March 13, 1920, Page 12

hing These Days! } 1 TCC WEEP THIS QUART OF B Sue Never ]_ UM: 11 DONT Taste MucH ir? 55 5 ON THe BATH Room SHELF IN CALE Miss A Few \ Uke THE “OLD STUFF* BuT OR ON THE BATH. ONG OF US GETS THE “Fiu’ THE. ( Setrcoun oF iT | A FELLER MUST BE SATISFIED “THE TROUBLE, Room deme mt Ont bany DRUGGIST SOLD 17 TUME FOR MEDICAL i? / WITH ANY KIND OF LIQUOR KATINKA @ MUSTA SPILLED THE WHoLce USE ON A PRESCRIPTION FROM MY Dp 2 N THESE Days! “Midnight SHE WAS IN A HURRY. | * will end its run on the| ‘There was a line in front of the box office at the Gaiety Theatre, where rank Bacon is appearing {0 “Lightnin’,” early last night, when a middle-aged woman entered the lobby .jand began to fidget: She wanted to get to the window and didn’t want to ‘walt, \A man im the line, noticing her ight, a0- | agitation, said: admirers| “if you're in a burry, Madam, you may have my place.” He stopped out of the Hne and she their | stepped in. , Bven then she continued to show an eagerness to get to the auto. | Window without delay. Finally she | ii] reached it. | * i Mth oH “How many?” asked the ticket \. | i) of the | seller. | aT. Ol “Ob, I don't want to see the show | ‘ " » HI i hi to-night,” she replied. "1 wanted to | — Key) Wp) aek if Mr. Bacon wouldn't buy a ¢ou- | hed I ple of tickets to a euchre party we| ladies are to give for the benefit of the poor children of Russia.” $$ THE TAMING OF JEP. BYE-£ - BaBY.- - WE'RE SINGIN’ BABY rm (Je? Hawley, walter tn a Broad. AYR -G-£ ~6-6-9 To SLEEP —BuT He i ‘ Pio : y restaurant where many theatri- 7 . Dons At Gos steep?) || SWEET STRAINS . ) ODNESS 4 cal people eat, has been called the | le ed ; EPI H or Music Sioue >: ¢ | a ( King of the Kidders. He never loses . 4 audi 8 cheno pe to a" ana gnce ina while | Be, bugle tag €]he springs a joke that is pretty good. | FROM = Yesterday a ruralist entered the 2 ~|restaurant and took a seat at the DIsTance. counter. | z “Kin T have some water?” he asked first. “Oh, sure, and nap-kin, too,” re- plied Jep. It confused the ruralist somewhat but be soon recovered. “Well, gimme some water frst,” he i : “Wet or dry?” asked Jep. ‘The ruralist didn’t reply. "Maybe you'd like it medium,” said Jep. “How would a little damp water do? / The patron was now surprised. le Tpay my respects to the opposite acs, }had been in the habit of paying twen- i nd “Wwxmepay five cent jus war- al LJ . Q 4nd 1 wear it, dear Mother, for) ry house to hear jokes cracked. Jep Y iff 7 \) you, took pity on him and gave him the | i) y Lema somet! wear | water. A atin » od hapeobed Ming lee T wear! Wi Gw what are you going to cat?’ A 4 at every day, jed id tas 1 wonder ‘neath God's shies of|mattoeliar. Jap js quite a jugsier How Come, Luke? The Head of t bee) C Bo MUST BE DUMS = we, “What kind of/pie you got?” asked ov In my heart every doy I wear altne ruralist.. ; You TVET MAKE Your DEDUCTIONS douquet— Moe te ot Oe . FIGGER T OUT Sou PN ins OF WHAT VERT A bouquet of love, Dad, for you. Joep named them again. There were ‘a Me EYE = IT "Ls HOW MUCH 15 So! ” apf stil nine kinds. When he had fin- ‘ PUZZLE “SGCT P Cant Be Dip! U2 INCOME ? _; A BUSHY BAND. ished the farmer made sure that : : . - ‘Twenty with beards extend- fae tae mearby was listening and to thelr knees will begin «| said: , Paiace| “Wal, I guess I'll take a piece of magpie. Got any?” ; | 'Jep took bis apron off and went home. i t GOSSIP. ° ce Charles F. Brown, manager of “The Hottentot,” is eeriously fl. “What's in a Namo?” will open at Maxine Elliott's Theatre Wednesday evening. Muriel De Forest and Ruth Hervey have been engaged for the revival of “Florodora.” William Hepner, who has been ill at the Algonquin Hotel, 1s now able to see his friends and ‘would like to have them drop in. Fifty members of the Rivoli-Rialto staff gave Joe La Rose, former pro- duction manager of those theatres, a farewell supper last night at the Hotel Astor. Joe leaves to-morrow for Call- fornia to be assistant to C. L, Chester, @ fin producer. — se THERE'S ANOTHER A THOUGHT FOR TO-DAY. } NICKLE ~GO cet “The cock crows,” suys the Wells- YOURSELF SOME ville Optic, “but the ‘hen lays the MORE CANDY cay.” Yew,’ the Optio bas @ woman - 1 \/ {| FOOLISHMENT. || Miss Gertie, who lived in Cheyenne, | Declared she cared nothing for menne, *# one said, “Miss Gertie, Se & 10c at your Grocer Meet 10.80,” VAN ZILE CO., Mfr’s, | sne'a get vou bet, defore| | West Hoboken, N. J. tenne. | FROM THE CHESTNUT TREE. “Miss Peach looked so pretty when she entered the ballroom that even ; ey the roheptra men turned to look at PARES TIS alee Pre a were JOE’S CAR It’s Evident the Missus Is Holding O Capri. 108, Prom Pubang Co 1 Y Evvaig Wer 7 DAWGONNIT ! “THe ONLY a $ “THING “To DO 1s “To ASSERT MYSELF! IN SUCH MATTER “THE MAN SHOULD BE “THE LAsT word! 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