Judge, 1919-11-22 · page 17 of 36
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Drawn by FRANK GoowIn Habit By Harry Hamitton about your mis- the kind old ed The safe and piano habit, T lost stopping to watch during fe. I'd forget to go back to work—the thing hold on me. There was one time when it seemed T might break off and get a new grip on myself, but it was always a case of just one more safe or piano. | Just one more wouldn't hurt me, T thou and then I'd quit for good and Twas lacking in moral strength, ma'am. I tried to. taper off, but it was no use Whenever T saw a safe or piano suspended in midair, T had to stop and watch it. Then, to make matters worse, they began to build these here tall buildings and apartments. The dis- one of ‘em, ma'am. three good jobs as a young man by noon-hour the lowerir Other Goose Rhymes By Jack Arnon Peter, Peter, garlic eater, Had a wife and couldn't keep her, But she lost her sense of smell And now he keeps her very well 7 tance from the sidewalk to the top floor was much, much greater than formerly. It took longer to haul! a piano up or to let it down. T became hopelessly lost.” “Well! Who ever heard of such a habit!” said the kindly old lady looking at him curiously. “Perhaps what you are telling me is true—strange it is. But why don't you get a job somewhere, and get your mind settl on it?” “[ have a purpose, ma'am—a purpose hased upon another impulse that I cannot resis “What purpose?” As I see bright and i errands and watch the p' cent young men pause on their » or safe mover at his work, I want to warn them of the danger which threatens them. Then the old crav comes back, and I can think of nothing but the hoisting It’s a disease with me, ma’am, and what's worse, it’s a dise stening its tentacles upon thousands of victims annually, I di ask for alms. If I can only keep sonl and body together, I can devote what's left of my ill-spent life to steering others away from the f: which—O. thank you, lady! There ain't many as is so liberal.” 11-22-19