Film Fun (July 1915)

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AFTER THEY HAD KISSED EACH OTHER Madge — I think that hat of yours is too young for you. Marjorie — Oh, so that’s the reason you didn't want to try it on ! The Call of the Wild (At the Shore) THEY are calling, oh, my sisters, *■ And my cheek in anguish pales. When I think I may be missing All the August bargain sales! Think of stacks of silken stockings Cut in half, and blouses, too! Skirts and negligees and girdles — Oh, whatever shall I do? Think of shoes, hats, gloves and curtains, Silks and “marked down’’ lingerie! Each day lost while here I linger Is a treasure lost to me ! Huh! vacation! I will leave here! What are the wild waves to me? Get me a time table, porter! What! It’s raining? Yes, I see. They are calling, “To the station!’’ I will plunge through rain and mud, For the bargain-hunting fever Is a-raging in my blood! — Margaret G. Mays. In the Neighborhood Hampton — Dinwiddow told me his fam¬ ily is a very old one. They were one of the first to come across. Rhodes — The grocer told me yesterday that now they are the last to come across. SAID WITHOUT THOUGHT Coming into Her Own TYfOMAN is certainly coming into her ** own. Even in tender romance she is exerting an influence. The young man had just been accepted. In his rapture he exclaimed, “But do you think, my love, I am good enough for you?” His strong-minded fiancee looked sternly at him for a moment and re¬ plied, “Good enough for me? You’ve got to be !” The Usual Thing Under the blacksmith's spreading tree The village chestnut stands; A non-progressive gent is he, Whose unaccustomed hands To useful work could not be bound By large, strong iron bands, The Idea ! Teachei — Tommie, paraphrase “the coolness arose.” Tommie — The Boston girl stood up. Mr. H. Peck — I wish I had married a woman pos¬ sessed of common sense. Mrs. H. Peck — But no woman possessed of com¬ mon sense would have married you, my dear. “Would you forgive me if I kissed you?” “How can I tell beforehand?”