Judge — September 24, 1921 — page 29: what you’re looking at

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Drawn by HERMAN PALMER. The Voice of Jacob By R. E. ALEXANDER “Ev'ry statesman that I see, Is singin’ this ol’ song U me: “6 Y boy, you saved the world! M Shall I, Who made the whole durn country dry, To back you up, such debt deny? No, sir! You tell me what you'd like; You'll have it right away, sure Mike! A bonus? How much shall it be? By gosh, you’ve earned it, sir! That’s me! Trainin’? Just you pick the thing You want t’ be. You're it, by jing! A farm? Th’ Everglade’s ’most drained; And only the last time it rained, They sed an awful crop, they say, Of snake-oil, out Mohave way. Alaska ain’t noways as cold A me folks say, and full of gold. My boy, if I’d ha’ had my way, i'd paid you thirty bucks a day!” Ev'ry statesman that I see, Says, “You can jus’ depend on me!” Checkerberry By ROBERT SPARKS WALKER F I were clad in human dress, A hermit I would be; Because I seek the wilderness, Where soils appeal to me. I live in woodlands ever green, And have a ruddy stem, Two to five inches high and lean, With ovate leaves on them. My stemless leaves, dark green, and thick, Are ever green and shine: ‘Two waxy, nodding flowers stick Beneath each leaf of mine. My berry red dwells in the shade, An aromatic sprite! An oil sweet-scented is oft made From my ‘ube-flowers white. My bloom from June to August dates, I am the Wintergreen; The Boxberry of Middle States, That wears a lustrous sheen. Try It By VIVIAN YEISER LARAMORE I AUGH a lot, that’s the plot “4 Staged with any setting; Lips apart clears the heart Of that fiend, Regretting. Never mind what’s behind Nor what may come to-morrow: Lift the chin with a grin And laugh away old Sorrow. The Blemish of the Bard | DO not emulate the grace Of those with looks endowed, For of my very homely face 1 am not proud! My figure’s squat, and, if you please, Don’t talk such utter rot As dubbing me a “Hercules,” Because I'm not! I'm passable? Yes, that is so, Still, even that’s not nice, For girls look at me once, I know, But never twice! Drawn by CHARLES A, HUGHES. Ole Bill Turtle—THIS NEWSPAPER SAYS FOLKS ARE TO EAT FROGS’ LEGS AND TURTLE- SEE OUR FINISH! SOUP TO SAVE BEEF. Wow! comicbooks.com