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December 27 1919 A Good Start for the New Year 1S A CASE OF NRLONA True to the Evans type and reputation Tey It at Hotel or Restaur CM. EVANS & SONS The Democracy of Death Rondeau Redouble) By Morne Fou'te got to When Charon callsye Mthough you can Rysxinp his the Ultimat 1 City Folks and Country hough it’s much to be deplored got to go across the Styx So what's the use of kicking? Kicks. u know, are sure to be ignored You can’t escape by any tricks When Charon calls out, * All aboard!” Suppose you've saved a little hoard It will not save you from your fix or Death refuses to be floored Uthough you own a Super Six Life is a game in which Death picks , Riches may not avert the swor 4 poverty—you can’t say “Nix! ’ {though you can't afford a Ford So bring the wine and have it pour For—darn the metaphors we mix | No one but hears the fatal chord, And, when your Final Second ticks. ! You're got to go! A Practical Girl “What a noble tree! Shall I carve our ini tials, surrounded by a heart?” “No,” said the girl, “carve a dollar mark and show me how much you can put after it SLEUTH AUTOMATIC LIQUID PISTOL ROMEIKE’ Ss mss cupPINc BUREAU | will se ppings which m: ‘on which ¥ erand Lp per Too notice 4. Terms $6.0 |MENRY ROMEIKE, 106-110 Seventh Ave, New York | on, N.Y, Envy By Agtuck Cuarsan Ilustration by Avoewt Lever: E cares no whoop for the moneyed goop H who lives at a swell hotel When he might be out on a healthful scout o'er mountain and shore and dell He's lost no sleep, through envy deep, because ‘ot crowd slips and hops and dips where of the fox t glides anc the jazz sounds wild and loud; n from across the brine, on the The hostel s traveler's well-worn case, Has left him cold, for if truth be told he’s in love with no foreign place But of just one cuss he is envious—the chap who goes by like a lord With tents and “chuck” and camping truck piled high-on his running board He can stand the town with nary a frown. and read in the social news How cash is spilled and time is killed in the realm of the snow-white shoes; The summer sports at the big resorts are figured as zero stuff, But eyes he'll bat at a broad white hat, with its hint of a life that’s rough; He ne'er breathes hard o'er a golfer’s card, nor thrills at a mashie shot, But he heaves a sigh when a car goes by with a dangling coffee-pot And he dreams strange streams, from snowy heights down-poured When a camper leaves, with his junk in sheaves. piled high on his running board dreams of rushing There’s a hint of roads in such campers’ loads— of roads that are long and white Of roads that are clean, through forests green with nothing but hills in sight; There’s a hint of pines, with their graceful lines as they nod to the drifting clouds, 29 For Coughs and Hoarseness Red Cross Cough Drops quickly relieve coughs and colds and take the tickle out of your throat. Speakers and Smokers depend upon them. Children love them. They are made of chemically pure ingredients. Red Cross Cough Drops have been famous for 30 years. Millions are sold every season. It’s everybody's favorite. Get Red Cross Cough Drops at drug, candy and cigar stores. Handy box—packed fuil six cents. Made b; Candy Bros. are. Co. St. Lew And of forest nights, with their starry lights when the planets are out in crowds; And he stands and stares, and perhaps he swears at the fate that has held him fast, When he gets a peep at the tumbled heap in some auto that buz. And the big town game can’t seem the same— he'd give all his slender hoard For a camping try with the lucky guy with the junk on his running board! es Past; The Empty Palette Browne—Reed boasts that he money to gratify his taste Towne—Y es, it’s too bad he hasn’t any taste has enough Clock Work Cora—Nell is always complaining that her foot is asleep. Dora—That's funny. She loud stockings. certainly wears Feminine Foresight Many « girl has her maid of honor and brides- all picked out long before she is picked out herself Soothe Your tchin in AN with Cuticura glldroaaiste: Soap 2%, Otntment St (0. Talcam 3 damplo cach free of “Cuticars, comicbooks.com