Judge — March 4, 1922 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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

“— HE old Hiram Snodgrass was blue-nosin’ along home from the Banks before a breeze o' wind sou’ east, an’ down in the fo’c’s’l the skip- per an’ Slim Jenkins—he was the mate —was a-playing checkers. Each on ’em had beat four games, an’ was hav- “Your move, Skipper,” says Slim. SLIM CHANCES By Henry G. Peck Illustrated by the Author in’ it nip ’n’ tuck on the decidin’ one. “Twas a reg’lar luffin’ match fust off, but fin’lly Slim manoovered ‘round 12 ‘n’ got the weather berth, ’n’ blanketed the old man. Kinder got him into stays in shoal water, an’ a-driftin’ down on the rocks. “‘Your move, Skipper,’ says Slim, with one o’ them chessy grins 0’ his’n, an’ you could almost hear him ac-