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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 12, 1912, Image 18

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y., June 12. mrs isabeller
oodwin has a funny job
she goes around and gets the
goods, on fakers and then the po
leece comes and pinches them
mrs goodwin is just as welcome
in a quack dockter's'bffis as a rat
tlesnake at a Sunday scool pick
nick, only they never no who she
is until she has went
one of her stunts is slippin the
skids under the forchin tellers,
every time she drops in on one of
them near wizzerds she could tell4
him more about wots goin to hap
pen to them than he. could about
wots goin to happen to her, but
he dont never get wise until the
"bell rings in the wagon
the uther day mrs goodwin had
a nice littel talk with a lady wiz-'
zerd up on lexinton avenoo, and
'the next day the lady wizzerd was
sayin good mormn Judge, you're
lookin good and i hope you aint
feelin cross
the judge he wants to know
wot kind of mm joint the lady
was runnin, and mrs goodwin be
gins to laff, and she ses, excuse
the gigle, judge, but this is swell
dope
1 went to this dame and hands it
to her i am' a old maid and ide
like to take a shot at the orange
blossom stuff, .but i cant get no
one to fall for me
and she ses she is surprised,
and. why do"ftt r do as the widdes
but make a grab yureself and
hang on
thats the reason, she ses, why,
many a widder cops out a live one
in 5 minutes when a lot of single
gerls has been handin hin the
dreamy lamp for 6 months and
aint got nuthin to show for it but
a gas bilk ,
the. judge is a, old batcheller
hisself,rand he snickers and ses,
tell me',mrs goo'dwin, you know
and i dont, on the level is that true
about widders' ' ,
newsyork is full of widders, an
swers 'mrs goodwin, you dont
need to take my word for it
johny.
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Visitor Don't you hate to
waste so many days in here?
Prisoner Days' never mean
much, to me. Nights were my
business hours
Never Break your word unless
you can do it when a hyphen will
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