Judge — January 25, 1919 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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Drawn by Zim A Quick Fellow By Pvt. Cuantes A. Sronms, 13th Car, Troop I. Ft. Ringgold, Texas UD, in case a magazine should suddenly blow up, what would you do?” i “Who, me? Why, I'd evidently | go up with the report immediately.” | Wig-Wag Heroics By Pvt. tst Ct. Jous R. Sa No. 9, Franc Negro Soldier (to Corporal Sam Johnson, who is wearing the Border and Vera Cruz campaign rib- bons)—Sam, what am dem ribbons fo’? Corpl. Joknson—Well, sah, Ah don’t jes’ know fo’ sho’, but dey tells me dat dis un is fo’ gittin’ L ve, Base Hospital SC a4 Poor Otp Mars Is Our or a Jos! HISTORY. — Tent ==as ara i —<—— = Deck Needed Chain Lightning By Conn. M. J. Mck ron, || 808th Aero Squod- AN ex-taxi driver flying cadet, after wrecking his machine ina bad landing, was heard to say, as he crawled out of the débri f the darn old sky hack hadn’t skidded on that cloud, I would have been all right.” No Pull Ry Ono, Seaman Atviy J. Saven, Co. 6, U.S Coast Guard Doctor (to complaining rookic)— Why didn’t you come to me sooner if you knew you were sick last night ? Rookie—Honest, doctor, I tried J seven times last night to wake up into Mexico an’ dis un fo’ gittin’ out. A Kind Shipmate By How ann Dirre, Naval Operating Base, Hampton Roads, Va Jack—I got a lot of clothes unmarked. Lend me your stencil, will you? Tar—Sure, help yourself. Drawn by Sut. W.C. Barna, Coswal Bn. Camp Raritan, Metuchen, NJ. ? ond Lieutenant—Don't you know those buckets are to be used only in case of fire? Pricate—Sir, that’s what | am using them for. I'm fixing the fire for the evening in our barracks. Topped By 3.G. Teanees, U.S. N. Taps had just sounded and several ham-and- eggers were priding themselves on the trips they yj had made. Bos’n Mate McNamara piped them } down with, “ shut up! Wear my flat hat and i] you'll get seasick.” Drawn by Ligct. SN. inktan, Dorr Field, Arcadia, Fla. Discuarcep! Power of Advertising By Jaen A. Decor, Elee. tt CL, U.S8.N. Two gobs, on leave in a French port, met an old poilu veteran and immediately made heroic efforts to outdo each other in conversation with him. The first salvos failed and then came the following: First Gob (patting other on the back)—Bon ami. Second Gob—Say, bo, what yer tellin’ dis guy? “I'm tellin’ him you're my good friend. You know, ‘Bon ami.’ “Good friend, H—. that stuff. That means ‘hasn’t scratched yet. You can’t fox me on ry A Matter of Attitude By Liccr. Jars R. Bexcurus, Co. F, 113th Eng, A.B. P rance Whispered into the ear of an American in “rance by his French frien We don’t like the English very much, for when they come over here they strut around like they owned the place, but you Americans walk around like you don’t give a darn who owns it.” This Week's Best Soldier Joke Vain Enterprise By Court, H. M. Guexy, M. Paris Isiand, 8. C Coxrt, Joxes (returning from Y.M. pocket testament)—Pretty neat little book the Y puts out, ch? Cori. Inisn—Yeak, how much did they charge you for it? C, ond Co., Non Come. hey give ’em away?” “Yeah.” “de H—, 1 swiped mine!” the bugler to blow “sick calf” but he wouldn't do it. Scriptural By Parnicx F. Brows, U.S. N. Sentry—Halt! Who goes there? ilor—Moses. Advance and give the ten commandments.” Newal Air Stotion, Drawn by Wasses E; Pana, he mafld Tue Birt or a Navy Not a Piker By Pvt. Viscext peP. Cavarx, A. E.¥., France Sergeant (interviewing rookie)—What month were you born in? Rookie—I don’t know. Sergeant—Well, I'll name the months and you tell me which one it was. January . . . Feb- ruary . . . December? Rookie—I don’t think it was any of those. Name me a few more. comicbooks.com