Judge — February 28, 1920 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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of Broadway. Evening 8:40. A.M, WOODS PRESENTS: The Sign on the Door ELTING THEATRE. 42nd St., west of Broodway Evenings 8:30. Mats. Wed. & Sat. at 2:30 FLORENCE MOORE in _ “Breakfast in Bed" _ COHAN & HARRIS THEATRE, West 424. Street Eves, 8:10, Mats,,Wed. & Sat. 2:10 | COHAN & HARRIS Present THE ACQUITTAL! A New Play THEATRE, 42nd Street W. HAPPY DAYS <2 MARYGay i HIPPODROME| HAPPY PRICES. Seats 8 weeks abead The Last Straw By Yuen A. Trunks INKS had recently become the owner, through the death of a relative, of a suburhan lot. — Greatly excited, he trollied out to his property the day after the will was read. It was a sightly lot, with a dozen large stumps in it, to be sure, and a matted tangle of undersirable trees and vines, but as Kinks stood before it, a house took outlines before him, standing well back on a smooth lawn, sprinkled with shade trees. The building germ had started his deadly work. Binks’s fate was scaled. He was busy from morning until night finding — | out how to build a modest seven-room cottage (see picture) complete for forty-five hundred dollars, the exact amount of Binks’s savings acoount. He discovered the best way was to take absolute charge himself and go over every nail and shingle, thereby climinating the con- tractor’s fee. Binks had never built a house, | | and didn’t know a beam from a joist, but he had great confidence. When the first excavating was done and the stumps removed, Binks mounted a boulder and urged on the sweating horses, and he peered critically around while the basement was being made, wearing an air of aloof intimidation. Binks figured that he couldn’t have a car the first year, because he was using all his money for the house, and in fact, the basement was costing a little more than he expected, on ac count of a cement something-or-other that he When the frame was up he © was necessary in 1 had overlooked. discovered that a little cha the stairs, which cost a trifle more than he ha originally planned. Binks hadn’t been visi the prospective home as much as he did at first, owing to the fact that he was working evenings trying to make enough money to pay for the extra things that simply had to be done. ‘This situation called for a foreman, and when the strain grew more acute, Binks slapped a mortgage on the modest cottage and hired a contractor. One morning this brigand telephoned Binks that he must have slate for the roof instead of shingles, as the difference in price was only a few hundred dollars. Binks feverishly hung up the telephone and hurried into his hat and coat All the way out to the house he noted the num ber of motors that passed swiftly by the trolley, and thought bitterly that he might have bought a small car and still have had something in the savings account if he hadn't started the wretched cottage. The trolley finally droned to the end of the line, and Binks got off and walked ten minutes. In front of his cottage he halted, his heart ceasing to beat. Had there been a fire? He rushed toward the building and into the arms of the foreman, “What's the matter?” he gasped. “What is it? What has happened?” The foreman looked at Binks stolidly, then at the house, and back at Binks. “Happened to what?” “Has there been a picnic or a murder?” cried Binks. “Look!” He pointed to the space in front of his domicile. There stood six Fordlets, three Bluicks, three Bodges, four Fevrolays, two Drawn by A.W, Warnes We m JUDGE |Every Married Couple ' and all who contemplate marriage Should Own this complete informative book “The Science of a New Life” By JOHN COWAN, M.D. Endure apt recommended by for fy pot meant for children. Marnage and Its Advantages. Which to Marty, “Law of Choice. a TCeacese feemest TWILIGHT SERED. Kurs How's lappy Bicericd Lite ts Serurrd Descriptive circular etving full an pice table Of Contents maed FRE ILVIE PUBLISHING CO. New York City Rupps, one Pabbilack and one Super-Slick car “J don’t see nothing to rave about,” offered the foreman. hose cars? Why are they here?” “Oh, them.” The foreman reflectively lapped at a cigarette he had been rolling. “Them's the t “What boys?” dazedly said Binks. “Well, this one belongs to the bricklayer, and those three are the carpenters’ cars, and Mr. Rafferty, the plumber, owns this one, and the tinners’ cars are ‘round behind, and this is mine —and say, she’s got some engi Kut Binks had given one wild scream, and with the tight of madness in his eyes he leaped behind the wheel and on the starter of the near- est Bodge with one motion, and still shricking, he dashed for the road and disappeared in a trail of dust, and was never seen again. Just as Bad 1st Bug—I hear Bunker’s wife is suing him for a divorce. ond Bug—Yes, he beats her every day. st Bug—Cruelty, eh ond Bug—Oh, dear, no, at golfl with two steering wheels yu vull rest & wl wag B he stew in my | c st tir B wate nour Mt Jone hel “y MARV comicbooks.com