Judge, 1921-08-27 · page 17 of 36
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A Friend Indeed By EDMUND J. KIEFER IF you could find someone to chum with, who would afford you en- tertainment so genuine and varied that you could never tire of it; who would help you to be cheerful when the outlook was as dark as night; who would always be ready to come to you yet never bore you with ob- trusiveness; who would be patient and forgiving when you forgot your- self and lost your temper; who would be as loyal to you as one of your own kindred; who would give proof of love for you if need be by suffering death—if you could find just one com- panion like that in a life-time, do you think you could ever complain of loneliness? Really, there is every inducement for a person to keep a dog! Wisdom on the Wing By Harry IRVING SHUMWAY [THE seer had his audience in good humor, for which he was grate- ful. It is no cinch going into a trance in the two-a-day, and reading notes blindfolded. His audience stopped in the mid- dle of a chuckle and held its breath. The seer rubbed his hand across his blindfolded eyes. “Ah,” he said. “A lady in the audi- BS. Drawn by C. “DONCHA CARE, LaDy! ence who is sitting near the centre of the house, writes that she is look- ing for her husband. Will she find him? That remains to be seen.” Several out front craned their necks trying to discover the lady among them who had written the note. The seer went on: “You feel that he treated you very rough, when he ran away, Lucille. Oh, I know your name; I know all! You have searched for him six long years, and now, at last, you have I] Jet him guess ay “wel we 5 we 206 pounds YOU ARE NOW IN THE VERY HEIGHT 0° FASHION,” your hands almost upon him. You would like to choke him, even to stick the hat pin which you always carry in your bag, into his heart. But not this evening, Lucille, not this even- ing.” And with a leap the seer shot through the wings, his hoodwink fly- ing in the air. It is no cinch being a seer in the two-a-day when the circuit is clearly defined, especially when a wife is after you hot foot! [4s | a] 1 judge you lo weigh -— 195 pounds no wander! you” is pas slep Z i negh © oun I thatll reguced eal an the scale, 206 he OF sir off me by 2» Drawn by ArT HELFANT. A REASONABLE Way oF Havinc Your WEIGHT REDUCED. "I comicbooks.com