Judge — October 29, 1921 — page 34: what you’re looking at

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Don’t Wear a Truss Brooks’ Appliance, the modernscientific invention,the wonderful new discovery t relieves rupture, will be sent| on trial. NOobnoxious springs} or pads, MR. ©. E. BROOKS Brooks’ Rupture Appliance Has automatic Air Cushions. Binds and draws the broken parts together as you would a broken limb. No salves. No lies. Durable, cheap. Sent on trial to prove it. Protected by U. S. patents, Catalog and measure blanks mailed free. id pame and address today. Brooks Appliance Co., 409D State St., Marshall, Mich. ROMEIKE’S ¢! 1 106-119 Seventh Avenue Rolls Into Its Own By Morrir RYSKIND A FTER all, it was tobacco that = won the late but unlamented war. Ships, Mr. Hurley told us, would win the war. Ships helped; so did shoes and sealing wax, to say noth- ing of fuel and guns and sugar and wheat and co-operation. Also, there was that thing called morale—at any rate, that’s the way it’s spelled, though our doughboys called it as many different things as they called Chateau-Thierry, which fact didn’t prevent them from holding on to both. Pronunciation was one of the few things that didn’t win the war. A spiritless army is doomed in ad- vance to retreat. And the one thing that more than any other keeps an army on the go is tobacco. boys preferred even a Boche mus- tard-gas attack to a pack of French cigarettes. A French cigarette—and we have survived one—gives an American a morning-after feeling with none of the night-before pleas- ures. So the call came constantly, “Send us American tobacco.” The Boche, of course, had some- what similar needs, He needed ships and shoes and other things as much as we did—developments show he | needed them a darned sight more. New York | | for sale to the enemy. This | isn’t an ad prepared by an anti | anti-nicotine society. It’s a fact— vouched for by letters from our men at the front. Our boys were willing to forget trench feet and cooties and shell- shock as long as they were allowed the consolation of inhaling tobacco. One of the most popular of their trench songs advised, ‘Smile, boys, smile, while you’ve a lucifer to light your fag... .” And they did. When we say tobacco, we hasten to qualify it. From all reports, our If you don’t read Film Fun you don’t get all the movie news The November issue now be- ing sold by your newsdealer See the pictures of Coming Stars. Read w the Present Stars are doing. See how they do it on the other side of the world. You get everything in Film Fun for 20c At your nearest newsdealer, NOW And even a German appreciates a good smoke. Shortly before the armistice terms were signed there came the interest- ing information from Germany that there was a shortage of tobacco. Virginia tobacco, of course, was not And the Turk —his other main source of supply— was unable to supply him as usual. The Turk had his hands full and was unable to roll many cigarettes for his Teutonic friend. So the unspeakable, so to speak, Hun was compelled by the onward march of democracy to roll his own, even as you and I and Maclyn Ar- buckle and William S. Hart. And the Hun found himself compelled further to mix hops with his tobacco to make up for the shortage. A decree of the Bundesrat made it obligatory to use at least a 20 per cent. mix- ture of hops with. tobacco. We don’t know much about French cigarettes, having smoked only one, but we know what we don’t like. And we have a d hunch that a French cigarette is caviar and nectar com- pared to a 20 per cent. hop-filled pipe. Is it any wonder that the Ger- man couldn’t hold out? When they asked Foch how he won the war, he said by smoking his pipe. It’s a cinch it wasn’t German tobacco he was smoking! So let’s have flowers for Foch; praise for Pershing; hurrahs for Haig; yells for the Yanks; bravos for Belgium; kusses for the Kaiser— and a Temple to U. S. A. Tobacco. The fat man reduces his weight. PRESS OF WILLIAM GREEN, NFW YORK comicbooks.com