Judge — July 10, 1920 — page 31: what you’re looking at

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Jaly 10, 1920 Deven by Lase Casrmnns 0 These soe DANCES ARE BRACEF I's sure VER ACTED THAT WAY WHEN Twas a castn! A Little Game of Billiards Continued from page 15) Colonel Bing! remarked th 1s valvular trouble waiter, and added irrev crently, “Sometimes I wonder who in Hades I am, myself.” And Shepley: realized “If the Col and you win a fortune ham h heart el dics, Consolidated drops, If he lives past the date You're betting his life of delivery, you lose against *Yes—your strangely bold Excellency.” Shepley felt “You'd have to die if you lost, you kno pursued the other You “Here! your life “T don’t know Shepley. stared a thousand points c both good men Vil play y against Bingham’s.” “Ld look well playing with you,” Shepley sullenly. “You could liked.” Despite reports, when I play I use strictly mortal methods They are, in some respects Shall we play?” said thing you “No, indeed with mortals, improvements on my own nt” cried Shepley perately “Go to blazes with t Will you brea EGYPTIAN DEITIES “The Utmost in Cigarettes” Plain End or Cok Tip. culture and Te reitenent invariably PREFER_ Deities toany other cigarette. | 30% dhe Makers of the Haghert Grace Turkish cand Egyptian Cigars in the World. SHEPLEY looked at his string Fifteen to go,” he muttered And he it—" A wave of he surged through “Twenty-two! [can beat him yet!” “Your shot opponent Shepley played. and ran twelve. mis difficult masse for his thirteenth, but leaving t balls well apart. His opy and after studying the si ran twenty-one But the balls were close together only three Shepley’s cue trembled as he studied the position. He played One! But the balls were spread. He played a; two cushions. Two! Overplayec The carom- and object-balls were at opposite ends of the table, with the cue-ball frozen to the rail midway between them. He bent over played. The cue-ball clicked off the object-ball struck a cushion, another, another — it was rolling right—but slowly—up to. the carom ball it came, and stopped. But the two were sir.” said the suave voice of his 1 he rent took up his cue. tion, played. He in frozen—and Shepley had won He dropped his cue “Wouldn't that beat the devil!” he ejacu- lated “It did!” said a voice in his ear. He ran to the switch and turned on the lights. He was alone in the room. Regarding Editorial, Subscription and Adverinng Matters SUBSCRIPTION ICES. ° m SEW Vouk 4 te Hine.) Subscriber's old address as well as the new must be sept in with request for the change. Also AL OFFICE: 225 Filth A lors JUDGE will be 89 all ete 225 Fifth Avenue JUDGE New York City uM HER ente “Old he shout points been celel night?” Shepley looked at him stupidly of exultation that swept him at the thought of { his wealth scemed curiously had he be Drv Me?” ing billiards with | Mrs, Benham | Benham Uncle Sam's Daughters No. 6 IE. were shouts from without. Norton red, wavinga tele an Bingham cashed in at one ack !"” ed Consol You're lated dropped twenty 1 millionaire, Shep! We've srating. What've you been doing all The gust i dulled What He racked his brains. he said at last. “Oh, I've been play- a waiter.” en doing? Home Cooking This dinner is fit for a king. Me for a republic. by Hanser Peake New Orteans ‘comicbooks:com™