Judge — December 24, 1921 — page 30: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

1 for your home, 1 for the garage, 1 in your car NOWHITE Nowater HANDWASH is just what its name implies—a white py cream that cleanses thoroughly with or without water. Nothing to scratch, nothing to harm the daintiest skin. After you've changed a tire, or worked on the engine, or are covered with dust from touring you'll find Nowater fine to have. Just rub it on thoroughly and then wipe off with cotton waste, cloth, paper, or even just clean grass. And for cleaning glass or white woodwork, or the delicate painted furniture which is so fashionable—there is nothing so good. Once you have learned the fine quali- 25c ties of Nowater you will simply refuse to be without it. Your Dealer will get it for you, postage additional if you ask him, or write to the makers, 35€ westof Miss. MAGNESIUM PRODUCTS COMPANY 27 THAMES STREET, NEW YORK CITY Dealers and Agents Write for our Terms to the Trade. FAITH “Oh, dear! It’s my fault! I forgot to send Santa our new address.” 28 } it (isi Burbank Mistletoe for the Nearsighted Lover Ballade of Missing Signs By J. J. Meehan AY, tell me in what land of shade Are found the signs I used to see, Aligned by fence or rock or glade, Or tacked on some wild forest tree, That told of gin or good whiskee, From mountain peak to shining mere. Where are those tokens bright and free? Gone are the signs of yesteryear! Where’s Johnny Walker’s body laid? That colored man, Green River's plea? And where’s the bottle Carstair's made From San Antone to Zuyder Zee? High on what wall of masonree Does That’s All Wilson spray with fear? What memories come back to me, Gone are the signs of yesteryear! Where's Bass or Burton, undismayed; That bubbled in far days of glee? And Overholt, that gallant blade, Or good King William, V.O.P.? Where can that Boar’s Head label be, That drove from banquets gloom or fear, Those Bitters that staved off D.T.? Gone are the signs of yesteryear! Envoi Ah, Hunter, I have watched and prayed O’er meadow bars, to sage and seer; Nor answer found with staff or spade, Gone are the signs of yesteryear!