Judge — May 25, 1912 — page 22: what you’re looking at

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THE CHAMPAGNE B 3 ER Or BoTTLED MILLER-MILWAUKEE HAVE YOU TRIED SCHULTZ GINGER ALE Particularly Prepared for Particular People From your dealer or seat direct : H. SCHULTZ GRANDFATHER SA ety ety USED STILL THE BEST. Note style 2% bottling This is the rt Guaranteed rw = Original SRE wren Package. Advertising of Advertising Everybody is talking about it, but Judge and Leslie's Weekly are doing it. (See page 18) To get solid with the steady drinkers in your place, give them the old standby— “I. W. HARPER” BERNHEIM DISTILLING Co. ~ VARICOSE VEINS, BAD LEGS, KE GEORGE, the grandest lake in the State of New York, unsurpassed scenery, a marvel in beauty and the gateway of The Adirondacks. The Sagamore, meaning “ Big Chief,” a hotel emphat- ically unique in arrangement, a place you must see, stay awhile, meet the people and you will not want to leave; contentment will be your lot. Try it, and ask those who have been there. Finest Automobile roads in the section; rest, quietness and plenty to do at the same time. T. Edmund Krumbholz, P. 0. Sagamore, N. Y. The Kirkwood, Camden, 8. C. Hotel Montclair, Montclair, M. J. Doggone that Dog, Anyway! {Germans claim tbe “Kickin” My Dawe Atosa'= song is from an olf German lullaby, centuries ol Newspaper tem.) UT—In the little thatched cottage ¢ the ancient Burness family, in Ap, in Scotland, such evidence as the acon. panying verse might be found, if it wen still intact. Only a generation back ¢ Robert Burns this family was name Burness. Oh, how can I be blithe #n’ glad, Or how can I gang brisk an’ braw, When, kicked by mony a thochtless lag My bonnie houn’ is far awa’? In e’en the summer's flowery day, In e’en the winter's vid and snaw, I'll hae the rowdi a They canna keek my dog awa’! And again—Naturally Rudyard Kip ling knew of the houn’ dawg song. |: was doubtless taught him by a punjab At any rate, where Kipling was stop ping during the battle of Pani India, the following ve would be considered sufficient evidene of his familiarity with the song: You may talk o’ gin an’ beer In the Ozarks, "way out ‘ere, An’ the many times I went to tom an’ bought it; But when it comes to sorrow An’ the troubles I can borrow, My ol’ houn’ dawg’s the only ow that’s got it. Now 'n Missouri's sunny clime, Where I used to spend my time A-loafin’ at the general store in town, Of all the native crew The meanest one I knew Was the cuss who always kicked © dawg aroun’! It were, “‘Ow-wow-ow. You limpin’ lump o’ yaller on‘ry hout'! Hi, get out o° ‘ere, you critter! An’ the loafers all would titter When I yelled to them, ‘*Don’t kick ay dawg aroun’ !"” Lewis Ale Just Between Ourselves. It is reported that the Secretary of te Treasury is g¢ in the coinage do not wi divulge any confidences, but we bat learned on reliable authority that t# new departure was suggested by ace tain e ent politico-journalist, who conscience has been troublng him. wishes to be able to sell the afterne® editions of his newspapers for mo nearly what they are worth. Not a Welcome Legacy. “What makes Flymann look so & happy?” ‘He fell into a piece of property.” “IT should think that would make bs look happy.” “Would you? Well, this didn’t bi pen to be his property, and he fell if it from his biplane and twisted back."” 22 In answering advertisements please mention JUDGE. It will be appreciated. comicbooks.com