The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1923-10-12
SMILIN THRU
BY GEE SEE
A MEMORY

Appeared against the SKY,
And woke the sleeping echoes
With the challenge of his cry.
The night made beautiful with
flares
Of star shells, is no more;
The dawn is here; in this brief
space
Machine guns stop their roar;
Their angry and stacatto bark,
Where death lurked In the night,
Is silenced while the bugler speaks
In heralding the light.
Brave notes are those! In vibrant
tones
They prophesy the dawn
OF rest and peace when war is
done
And bitter hatreds gone!
And in each weary, waiting heart
Responsive chords are stressed
In music to the prayer Of hope
God, Give us peace and rest"
saesan
tn TYPE Metal Magazine" is a
miniature gem of journalism which
should not be restricted to the
printing trade. 1t is ably edited
by William Feather. But he is no
lightweight"
And he is usually so consistent
that we pounce with great glee on
couple aphorisms in his Septem-
Der issue, which are too blatantly
contradictory.
Don't expose your weaknesses,
he says on the opening page. And
then before the ink is dry--"WO-
MEN ARE SMART-they let men
think of them as the weaker SEX
"And how" we wonder, "can Mr.
Feather deplore the exposure OF
weakness when he characterizes wo.
men as smart for affecting weak.
nesses 2"
But in asking the question VIC
realize guilty that we venture
where angels fear to tread. Gun
past observations of Mr.. Feather
convince us that he can flatten us
with one flourish of his pen. Sc
let's get onto something less risky
@saPa@
Many boy who goes out on a
lark" often learns afterwards that
it is bird of another species.
Chickens come home to roost."
%ass&s
n certain preacher recently opinet
that there is no substitute fol
marriage"
Don't kid yourself Doc! Go tel
that to Lucy Stone!
aaaaH&
Paris bachelor girls are reported
to have organized for an intensiv,
drive to secure husbands. Those il
the market" are wearing little bow.
Of green ribbon which indicat,
HUSBAND WANTED"
ae%&4M
Still, there's nothing green abou
the girls of Paris!
aa@@&e
No, Clarissa darling, just becaus,
they plant them in the Spring is no
the reason why they call then
watermelon!
@s&4#@
A certain learned professor ha:
recently expressed the opinion tha
all red-headed girls are bow-legged
! &a#a%@
If that is a bid for the professor
to be appointed as personal in
vestigator to verify the above theory
we hope he doesn't get the job
Shame on you, professor.
, @aan@A
Liz feared the boys thought her {
hick
So she bought her crimson lip
stick;
But when the boys kissed her
They all dubbed her SISTER"
And for mates went elsewhere fol
their pick.
as@sa@
New York newspapers report that
this season the chorus girls along
Broadway will wear even les.
clothes on the stage than ever be.
fore.
a@aaA@
II is commonly said that the
troubles of the average chorus CIR
are more than she can bear. But
evidently she has other things
which are no more than she car
BARE!
Which reminds us of the lecturer
who concluded tiresome address
by the one brilliant remark: "As
Lady Godiva said at the end of her
sensational ride. I'm nearing my
closet"
As&a&&
METHOD IN HER MADNESS
Bob tried to kiss her in the park
But she refused, tho it was dark
I'm not that sort of girl" she