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Judge — December 4, 1909 — page 43: Judge, 1909-12-04

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This page contains two distinct elements: **Left side**: A fictional narrative about detectives solving a circus elephant theft, concluding with a joke about a con artist detective who found the elephant in the town pound. **Right side**: A full-page advertisement for the "Perfection Smokeless Oil Heater" by Standard Oil Company, featuring an illustrated heating device and promotional text about its features (automatically-locking smokeless device, brass font, etc.). **Bottom section**: "Overheard in the Jungle"—a satirical dialogue between jungle animals (rhinoceros, hippopotamus, lion, lioness) discussing payment rates for a visiting human and joking about never getting a "real lion" in the Smithsonian Institution because "they'll have to kill us first." The jungle section appears to be gentle satire about colonialism and specimen collection, with animals anthropomorphically commenting on being hunted for museums. The page is primarily **advertising-driven**, with fiction serving as editorial content around the prominent product promotion.

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pound,’ said Keene, with a momentary | flash cf his old-time intelligence. “If the elephant has been wandering about and they have caught him, he's prob- ably shut up in the pound.” “ But,’” I objected, ‘‘ it’s a long time E " . The furnace fire since he got a They'd have sent ; ™ is poor and the word to the circus long ago.”” «Nol at all,”” eens anaweita with = | house cold. a superior smile. ‘“‘ This is a great hay | ‘i : ale Ja ck to oO is > ’ and corn district. Prices are low and ; ¢ there is no demand for either commod- ? y cold—and cross. ity. The town officials have seen their ter ge testa) tho tiie, at post oe I Suddenly, the ey door opens and pense.”” ae you think so?" asked Shorty, , ye | Mother comes in aol ween Se eons ; | a AM ail oo os ° pm. } tion’’ Oil Heater. leaves at four o'clock, and I am due in a great city many miles away, before midnight, to investigate the turquoise paper-cutter mystery. I regret that I must leave you.”” Before we could interpose, he was You can read the answer in Jack’s face. gone. H Shorty and I looked at each other. | After a painful silence I ventured to ad- dress him. | « ie?” ‘ “It is the slickest thing I ever saw!" : . was his reply. ** We were—dead easy !"" Smokeless Oil Heater **Where did you find hi: “Met him in a saloor (Equipped with Smokeless Device) “How'd you know he was a detect- ive?’ “Told him I was looking for the best The Perfection is the best oil heater made from one in the country, and he said he was the standpoint of efficiency, simplicity and durability. “Ont” Iris the ONLY heater equipped with an But Keene was all right, after all. We found the elephant in the pound, jistad bevsaid'we would And {i Gost Automatically-Locking shi several hundred doll to ° the manager several hundred dollars Smokeless Device get him out. It broke up the circus, and we all walked home. Turn the wick as high or low as it will go — there's OVERHEARD IN THE JUNGLE. no smoke, no smell —the device prevents either, and 6677 WONDER,” said the Rhinoc- permits instant removal for cleaning. eros, putting down his morning Paper and ae a he ae The Perfection has a solid brass font, holding 4 popotsmps,.“"'1 wonder’ if this} quarts of oil; sufficient to give glowing heat for 9 hours. new chap who has come over here to Solid b sl tearrien’ dataper 7 il indicat chase us is to be paid a dollar a word or Fe EE ere eTPICES: SORRIGIERS REDS Ot: ERIC Alaska” cold handle. a dollar a herd.” “I don't know,"’ returned the Hippo- | potamus; ‘‘ but in either event it makes me think of the dromedary—it's an ex- traordinary figure any way you look at Every Seder esepoare: Alas wi your, wit bor it. dexctiptive circular to the nearest Agency of the “Well, anyhow," observed the King of the Beasts, as he licked his platter chan, “they'll never get areal lion in ° the Smithsonian Institution.”” Stand d Oil Co: an’ “Why not, dear?" asked the Lioness. ar mpany “ Because they'll have to kill us first. Cncorperated) we are real; dead, we are a replied the Lion, with « wink at] ——_—————— the youngest cub, who was so delighted that we should fight an aggressive cam- Finished in Nickel or Japan in various styles. ica for specimens for a natural history |with all the bones you need,” said the n graciously. with the joke that he nearly swallowed | paign. My motto, my friends and fellow-| museum of our own?” L the monkey he was eating unfletcherized. | citizens, is millions for offense, but not| “ Fine!’ replied the Lion. ‘“I think| “* Busy, doctor?” asked the Mosquito. The Skunks were holding amass meet- one scent for tribute!” a museum filled with stuffed malefac-| ‘+ Yes, very,’ replied the Yak. ‘* The ing tosee what they ought todofortheir| ‘‘I think,’’ said the Tiger, who had tors, weaklings, and mollycoddles would Giraffe has contracted a sore throat eight own protection, although it was gen-| come to discuss affairs with the King of be very instructiv feet long, and the Gnu is very sick.” erally understood that visitors to Africa | the Beasts, ‘‘ that we should take aleaf| ‘And how about financing the ex- ‘‘ Really?’’ came for larger game than they. | out of the books of these humans. Now, pedition?” asked the Tiger. “Yes; he's threatened with gnu- “As for me," quoth Patrick Henry | what do you think, oh, King, of our or-/ ‘“ At any time you are reaty, colonel, monia.”” Pole, their leading orator, ‘I believe | ganizing an expedition to hunt in Amer-, just apply to me and I will provide you “Dear me, what a gnuisance!’? In answering advertisements please mention JUDGE. It will be appreciated. comicbooks.com