Judge — April 10, 1920 — page 29: what you’re looking at

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Apal 10, 1920 The Earliest Sign By A. TH. Fouwrut HIGH North Winds, Continued “Ice in River Thickest Yet,’ Kindling Wood to Poor is Sold.’”” “Feeble Gas Consumers Get,” Horses Skid on Murray Hill,” “Frozen Coal on Jersey Flats,” \il of these, and still—and still Girls are wearing spring straw-hats. Fuel Despot’s Ban on Lights “Sparrows Die as Blizzard Roars.” East Side Suffers Heatless Nights,” “Fed’ral Order Closes Stores,” Cold Wave Moving Eastward Fast,”” Zero Weather Hard on Cats.” Thus we read—then stand aghast! Girls are wearing spring straw-hats! Thawing Frozen I with Steam,” “Railroad Tie Up; Trains in Snow, Ice-Bound Barges Sink in Stream,” ‘Harbor Traffic Stalled and Slow,” “Pipes Throughout the City Fr “Hurry Calls For Plumbers What does Fashion care for thes Girls are wearing spring struv-hats. Prove by G. B. Txwooo ‘Tne Jury’s Impression Arter THE Lawyer Descetsep His Curent’s Fatt on a Derective SIDEWALK Sucu Sture as Pras Are Mave Ot: Treasure Trove, and Solomon By Joseru P. HaNrantan ILHOOLY accosted me on the street, and asked me if I wanted to buy a dog. Cognizant of no desire for the canine investment, I informed Gilhooly accordingly. “Oh, I thought you were a bit of a sports- man,” he said. Now, few men are apt to disavow a sporting prowess. “Wait a bit, Gilhooly,” 1) said sort of a dog did you say it he replied, “an English Kelton thoroughbred, and a real hunter. He's got four blue ribbons, two whites and a pink.” “T’ve never shot over a Belton,” 1 suid thoughtfully. (Neat sporting phrase that. 1 saw it ina magazine.) “Anyway, how much do you want for him?” “Twenty dollars,” said Gilhooly promptly. “L wouldn't part with Solomon upon any terms, only he doesn’t approve of my wife.” Solomon,” L commented dubiously. “ Fun- ny name for an English setter.” “Te’s a wise dog.” Thinking Gilhooly hard up, and wishing rather to assist him than with any preconceived idea of verifying his opinion of the setter, I purchased Solomon. I went to Gilhooly’s house and saw the dog, He was big, black and curly, with large benevo- Fay lent cyes. Any dog less like the conventional type of setter than Solomon was, it would be difficult to conceiv “Why, it’s a Newfoundland,” I told Gilhooly “Who called him a setter? But I'll take him anyhow.” “That's a thoroughbred English setter of the Kelton breed with seven ribbons,” Gilhooly reiterated with emphasis. Solomon made friends with me directly. 1 patted him on the head, called him a good dog, and affixing a leash to his collar led him from the house into the street. To evade the congestion of homegoing folk in the main thoroughfare, I took Solomon up a side street where there were some private residences of fine appearance. Opposite one of these, and midway up the block, Solomon halted. Body tense, nose tilted, with quivering nostrils, he brought his huge paw slowly up to the point And in this expectant attitude, he waited. Come along, Sol,” I said, tugging at him “Don’t be in too great a hurry to demonstrate I'm willing to admit the certificate as the law- yers say, and to take you for granted. Besides, the only bird in that house, if any, is a parrot or a canary.” Solomon appeared dissatisfied, unconvinced, but suffered me to lead him along. A short distance further, Solomon again (Continued on page 32) comicbooks.com