Judge — July 5, 1919 — page 32: what you’re looking at

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The Police Force of the Body AY and night— without ceasing—a struggle is going on in your body between the germs of dise and the white blood corpuscles—the police force of the human body. If this police force weakens, disease yerms gain a foothold— sickness follows. Constipation is the most common and dangerous way of corrupt ing the human police force. Food waste remains too long in the intestines—decays—poisons the blood —and opens the way for attack by the germs that cause tuberculosis, diphtheria, pneu- monia and a multitude of other ills. The culpable habit of using salts, pills, mineral waters, castor oil, etc., to force the bowels to move, m s this condition even worse, as Constipation returns almost immediately. Nujol is entirely different from drugs as it does not force or irritate the bowels. Nujol prevents stagnation by softening the food waste and en- couraging the intestinal muscles to act naturally, thus removing the cause of constipation and self-poisoning. It is obsolutely harmless and pleasant. Nujol helps Nature establish easy, thorough bowel evacuation at regular intervals—the healthiest habit in the world. Get a bottle of Nujol from your drug jay and keep your police fc * Regular as 5 i arning: Nujol is » 1 saicl Cockwork= rade Mark. All druggists. ou may suffer from substitutes. Nujol For Constipation COPY THIS SKETCH BURLINGTON HOTEL 431 ROOMS, 222 BATHS WASHINGTON, D.C. ye es EUROPEAN AND AMERICAN PLANS smn th tr work and evttence $2.00 and Up Per Day, With Private Bath ie Burlington Garage Connecting The Landon School ¢ fitsowuns 14a) Sehonels Building, Cleveland. © Let a wounded soldier read this copy of Judge when you've finished reading it. The Army authorities tell us they can’t begin to supply the soldier-demand, espe- cially in the hospitals, for good periodicals. There never are enough Judges to go ‘round. mply place a rc. stamp on the cover and drop in the nearest mail box, Uncle Sam will do the rest JUDGE Back From France By Sivas Serrann was just back from France. One did not have to look at the service stripes and insignia to know that —it could easily be read in the joyful, swinging stride of him, in the exultation that grinned shamelessly in his eves. It was good to be home. Here he was back on the Avenue again, the Avenue all fluttery with flags, proud and white and gloriovs in the afternoon sun. And a short four months ayo he had been crawling and scrambling up the crest of the last hill of the Meuse, with Death singing past his ears and his friends falling all.about him. He stopped to look at some royal purple cravats. \ young woman in the stream of pedes- trians saw him, gave a bleat of surprise and entangled herself from the mass. She had short blond hair, and the kind of blue eyes one sees in very young babies or in the windows of optical shops. “my He turned at sound of his name, recog- nized her, and shook her hand in the warm, expansive manner of army men. “Can this be Lillian Morgan? How kind of you to recognize me after two years.” “Oh, Jay, you know I couldn't forget you so easily. Two years isn’t so long to remember a dear friend. How brown and hard you look: I do believe you have lost that other ch “Yes, I've lost it, along with a other encumbrances from my silly civ ian life. Hikes and iron rations did it.” “How awfully interesting! Jay, we must find some quiet spot where you and I can be alone, and I can hear all about your wonderful adventures. I am so glad you are back.” “T didn’t think you would be.” “I don’t see why, Jay “Your last letter was written eighteen months ago. I haven't heard from you since. At first I thought it was the mails, but later someone from home wrote that you had become engaged to Cliff Park.” “Yes, I know, Jay, but I never sce him any more. He was in the Home Guard and looked so ridiculous in his uniform. She did not mention the fact that two others had followed Cliff, one an ensign on a destroyer, the other a “swivel-chair \.arrior” posted in Washington. Nor did she speak of the dizzying whirl of tes and dances, of drives and motoring that had spun her through the two years of the war, like a gaily colored leaf on the plume of a mad stream. She did not even blush He, however, smiled with a touch of grimness. _ “Jay, tell me, did you see much fight- And were you wounded?” “Yes, to both, Lillian. I was at the Ourcq long enough to learn how to pro- nounce it correctly, at St. Mihiel and in (Continued on next page) Jaly 5 he armi it C Brat 1] palm and 00k angry know I loc than “y was | the F them “1 girl I Her must “O broug wife.’ hd) comicbooks.com