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ME ww AS PROTECTION Cr di Np A Gen, Yoo Nood Bad Ow. OW ile teas bata cea ast, — ND NO MONEY searaee ow price, plas postage, tothe peat eageins (S| ohn Howe: the farmer. packed his grip. And started on a city trip. With the Assistance of Cesar By Hartley H. Hepler Y FATHER was an eminent and talented musician, and at the time of his marriage was first flute in the Joplin Missouri Sym- phony Orchestra whose famous concerts are a fragrant memory to many. When I was between eight and nine years of age, however, a street car accident de- prived him of the great toe on his right foot, and his career as a flutist was at an end. It then became necessary for me to provide a livelihood for my father, mother, and nine sisters, the eldest of whom was at that time six years of age. It is to the training I received during the years which followed, while I sold the Saturday Blade and Chicago Ledger in the streets of my home town, that I PRESS CLIPPINGS Use them for your business, your pleasure, your hobbies, your personal gratiGcation, ot for azy other motive: Multiply your own facilities for getting valual tion out of acepupers By tang advantage of our SERVICE. Central Press Cli is Service 1108 K. of P. Bidg. PP lindianepcly Ind. firmly believe I owe my present success. I was born on the fifth day of Janu- ary, 1880, in the town of Elysian Fields, Kansas, where I still reside. When I married in the summer of 1899 I had learned typesetting, and was employed in the office of the weekly local paper, the Elysian Fields Courier, and was re- ceiving a weekly salary of eleven dol- | lars. This seemed vast wealth to my little bride and me, and indeed it proved ample for our modest needs, until the arrival of our first kiddie, whom we christened Leopold, a name which we both had always regarded as very musical. As I say, however, after the birth of our son we began to realize more deeply our additional responsibilities. First, we felt that we must have a home more suited to our new condition. The little cottage in which we were living had once been occupied by an old Pawnee Indian who had been a sub- scriber to the Police Gazette, and who had papered the two rooms with illus- trations from this journal. While my darling wife, Hannah, and I both felt that we were proof against the influence of such decorations, we did not feel that it was just the place in which to rear our little one, and so began plans for the construction of a home of our own. A local contractor estimated that the home which we had in mind would cost about four thousand dollars. As we were finding it possible at that time to save but thirty cents per week out of my salary the outlook was not espe- cially bright. One night, coming home from my work, weary and worn out from a day af hopeless thinking and planning, I was met at my front door by my wife with a rapturous exclama- tion of: “Oh! Lemuel, I have it!” “You have what?” I inquired in some alarm, as there was an epidemic of mumps in the neighborhood at the time. “Our new home,” she explained. “Did you get paid off to-day? Where is your envelope? Let me see. It is all here? He came upon a cabaret. Where time and health are whiled away. Now come and get supper while I ex- plain my plan to you.” While I busied myself with the prep- aration for our simple but love-sea- soned evening meal Hannah continued her explanation. “You remember the little lot down near the glue factory which Uncle Leopold gave us for a wedding present? Let us simply buy this little house, move it down on that lot, and take Casar with us.” Seeing my bewilderment she led me to the back door. “Look,” she said, pointing. 28 | Every Married Couple and all who contemplate apc Should Own this complete informative book «“ F Sy ed The Science of a New Life’ By JOHN COWAN, M. D. (408 pages-illustrated Endorsed and recommended by foremost Sate ee eerie oh sneirat the U. 8. A. Unfolds the secrets of earsied happiness. so often revealed too | can give only a few of the chapter yubjects here as this book THE SCIENCE OFA me Offer azine, postpaidup- onreceiptor $2.00 J.S. Ogilvie Publishing CoS Pore feet As I looked, her plan dazzled me. Cesar, I may explain, was our dog and the area surrounding his kennel was made gay by hundreds of old shoes, bot- tles, lumps of coal, and similar articles, the fruits of Czsar’s genius for inces- sant and mournful howling. The rest of the story is quickly told. We moved the cottage to the lot adja- cent to the new glue factory, and chain- ing Cesar in the back yard, we were soon rewarded by an almost continuous shower of bricks from the hands of the workmen. I had prepared myself for the work by taking a correspondence school course in brick laying, and it was a simple matter for me to lay the foun- dation, and slowly but surely, erect upon it a small but exquisitely tasteful little house which we later sold for a handsome sum, and with the proceeds built two more, repeating the process, until at the present time, only twenty- two years after our marriage, we are not only sending our nine children to college, but have our Ford entirely paid for and go to the city every year for the social season. Old Cesar is still with us, loved and petted, and in good health, but he has lost most of his teeth, this loss giving him a sort of low comedy appearance. He wears a sterling silver collar on which is engraved: “Ad astra per aspera.” Truly, we have encountered difficulties in our ascent to the stars, but as I often remark to Hannah, the power of love is a wonderful thing. A BUSINESS ASSET “T never saw a man quite so full of optimism as our friend Smiley.” “Well, he needs it in his business. He edits the annual catalog for a dealer in garden seeds.” ANOTHER “IF.” If men took as much care selecting wives as they do stenographers they would be taking less dictation. Just then young Perey came along. On eats and dancing he was strong. => Comicyaoks con