Judge — September 23, 1922 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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

Drawn by GiBextT WILKINSON. Rev.—How did I say the animals were got into the Ark? Effie, who had got it a little mixed—You said Noah bent them in twos! Just Different by Katherine Negley LONZO was an artist. One summer £% time he went to the country to rest and paint a rural scene for the exhibition. He posed Sarah Maud, the farmer's daughter, with a sunbonnet and a milk pail standing beside Bossy, the cow. For days and days and days Sarah Maud posed for him. They were all alone with the scenery, yet he never said a word of love to her. Indeed, he thought her very, very bourgeois though he admitted she added to his picture. Sarah Maud did not break her heart or shed any tears when he rode away. She despised him for his soft hands and lady- like ways, but Dad could use his board money. She meant to use the money he paid “her to buy a phonograph. ‘The picture he made of her was nothing like so good as the snapshots Bill took of her. Bill was the man for her. Every time. She married him in the early fall and never thought again of the artist. Oh, well, it takes all kinds of people to make a world, and Sarah Maud and Alonzo were different anyway. Why did the judge free that feller Cop : Four that we charged in the Flutteri with speeding Second Cop—The judge owns a Flutter- ing Four himself an’ he thinks we were lying. ery Sonny by Zeni Sivil Seroled HE heart of the Cumbe with its dashing brooks, falls, deep gorges, mountain sides of flowering laurel, and pure air scented with pine and wild roses, is beautiful beyond the power of expression when viewed from the rear of an observation car. But this © mountain presented a very different. view to three Government men, wet with the dew of the night before, who had picked their way from tree to tree through the rank under- growth ever present in this section of the country, and were lying face down on a projecting ledge overlooking a path that lead up toward the summit of King Mountai “Sh-h!” said the leader of the three, 5 cocking his Winchester. “Some one i coming up the path.” From below. the sound of rolling stones and breakii twigs reached the ears of the watchful trio. Then the vine-covered bushes hanging over the path parted and a small wearing a cotton shirt and blue alls came up the path toward where came near the leader’ slipped down into the path and confronted the ‘Hello, sonny, where is your asked the officer. “He's up at the still,” replied the young mountaineer, “Show us dollar.” Wal, foller me,” said the lad as he arted up the path. ‘The other two men climbed down and followed their leader and the boy. After a climb of a mile or more through the mountain wildern e lad turned to the offic val, stranger, we'ce purtnear up there now, gimmy doller.” “Oh, no, not yet, I'll’ give you the dollar when we come back.” “You gimmy doller now, ‘cause you ain’t comin’ back!” 1e way up there and I'll give you comicbooks:com