Judge — December 14, 1918 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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fy Loore MeGex, 1 AQ SAILOR was admitting his habit of snor- g. “Of course, I have never heard my- awakened and—" rejoined his shipmate. self snore, but I hav “Heard the echo!” How He Will Miss Them! Drawn by Pot. Faas J. Ross, Med. Det. 1 Da, Ow Pass tx Overseas Suoes th Inf. Camp Could Not Shell Out th Raltoon C By Prt. Hexey J. Cowrunnas, Areadia, Cal Pot, Smith (reading newspaper aloud) —“Ship torpedoed. Lifeboats not shelled.’’ Well, it’s about time those Boches became civilized Pot. J —Civilized nothing! That means th re short of shells. only CEREMONIAL OF Buessinc tue Army Pru: Poetic Geography Ry Conre, Waa R. Brack, Q. M,C. Ft. Thomas, Ky. T a recent examination for entry to the Cen- tral Officers’ Training School, one of the men was given a mental test. The first question was answered correctly, as was the second; then the lieutenant in charge asked the man if he knew where the Swance River was. The candidate thought for a minute and then with a self-satisfied smile, answered: “Far, far away.” Tagging “Der Tag” S.A Ry Lanct. Faas Busts Facetious German-American (to local volun- teer Red Cross worker)—Who is going to pay for all this work and overtime and lights and everything? VW. —Why, Mr. Blitz, don’t yeu know? His name is Hans, the Hun, and payday is at hand Kill Him Quick Ry Por. C. C, Ry ax, Aviation Mechanics" School, St. Paul, Minn Sergeant (approaching rookie near quartermas- ter)—Anything you waiting for? Rookie—Yes, sir, for the tailor measured for my hatcord. I'm to be This Week's $5 Prize Winner Who Could Blame Hilda? Ry Por, Rarwoxo H. Levers, A MINNEAPOLIS « f Ss th Aero Squadron 2) S we ~~ oN my WP NS to DiwnER 1M (25 BER? (2 ai ae j JUDGE Deck ee SO A\ ave) / 9 iy ~~ Zero Hours By Pvt. Jony D. McMasten, U.S. Noval Station, Miami, Fla HEN you break into your last dollar. When you discover that she is married b When the dentist says, “It may hurt abit now.” When you arrive to see the last train leave. When you realize that you have forgotten the tickets. When you rise to dust your knee after her C refusal. When you heat the rain and the alarm clock together. | When you look at the taximeter. When you tread on your hostess’ train. Seizure \ Ez Deven by Varn J. Masso, US. 8. America ] Scasick Rookie—No wonder they call this “Tne Hicn Seas.” | a comicbooks.com