Judge — April 29, 1922 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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for every owner of a DODGE BROTHERS MOTOR CAR 25 2c V ith no owner of a Dodge Brothers Motor Car is it a question of whether he Ss, but of what accessories he will adc This is not to imply that the Dodge Brothers Car is not a wonderfully complete and efficient car as it is delivered from the factory. It means simply that a car, particu- larly a Dodge Brothers Motor Car, stirs in all of us the same old jealous affectioh which, as boys and girls, we used to feel always for the favorite jong our possessions. ‘This feelit within us is just plain human and likable—a sign that we’ rt yet completely withered with the heat of ill capable of enthusi- asms. It is al xl common sense, an effort to i the safety and return from our investment. But strict. care should be taken in the sclection of the pes also of the supp! running th stocked with supplies that are harm- ful and with accessories that at best are useless—in a deliberate attempt to exploit the owner's pride in his ear. you know what accessory equipment will best serve your pur- ding to your comfort and joyment in the use of your car? Here is a book that gives you the se- lections of experts, made after ful study and test, and conference with the Bureau of Standards, Underwriter’s Labora- other institutions of scientific research. Its conclusions are based, not upon guess or surmise, but on exact knowl- edge. exact make of equipment in stance, which after thorough test, these experts believe will give you the best results. It also. carries’ helpful i “The Care of the of the Road,” “The and other information which, if followed, will prove f real value. ‘The book is 5x7!" in size, 32 pages profusely illustrated, bound in heavy cover stock. It deserves a place with your “Book of Informa- tion.” Your copy of this book will ion LOC WILLIAM GREEN, Inc. 627 West 43d St., New "Yorke City Drawn b CAMPERS The camper does not like to sleep Where worms and bugs and spiders creep, | Where boughs of balsam, spruce and pine Rise in the night and poke his spine. He does not think the ashes good When mingled with his drink and food. Nor does he like the food he eats, The sodden bread, the melted sweets, The half baked fish, the coffee thin, That tastes of what he boiled it in. And oh, how often does he wish He didn’t have to clean that fish. And finally when there is peace, And day is done, he sits with grease To slowly, painfully, anoint Each blackened bruise, each stiffened joint; Then rueful, woeful, creaks to bed With chastened mind and aching head. The next day quickly surely sends Him limping back to home and friends, Where days on end he’ll sit in state, And yards of daring tales relate About his trip until he, too, By distance has enhanced the view. Irene Mott, V. C. '22. ee De Manis. 28 A FABLE Once upon a time There was a hen Of restless proclivities, And having brought up two— Or possibly three— Batches of eager chicks (Which should be a life work For any normal individual), She proceeded to look about For new worlds to regulate. The Bohemian habits of the other barnyard fowls annoyed her. She resented the loud noises of self- admiration which they uttered upon all occasions, The uncleanly way they tore at the dirt, The way the young chickens chased the roosters (perfectly shameless!) Their disregard of the common decen- cies of life, Their table manners! All these savageries rankled in her * soul. She said to herself: “Something Must Be done.” So she organized a bureau of reform PRE “Davy Jones’ Locker.” COMMEDOOKSFCOMM