Judge — November 25, 1922 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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yawn by Crt. DAN L. READY, kK. P. Mutierit T know how to peel th And how to string the bean, ‘To wash the dishes, clean the pans, And on the mop-stick lean. So, if Lever go to war And never lose my life, T'll know enough of housework To make a darned good wil Per The festive spud Fatal P: by Corporal Dan L. Ready [@_WAS Saturday. morning and the company was in formation for gencral inspection. Everyone was at his best. Sergeant Jinks, left guide of the first platoon, was resplendent in a new uni- form and stood out as a model of well- groomed neatness. The general, with great tint k ignity, seru- satisfaction, and ad- pant, | roll a pack properly? sir.” quickly answe T have just the man’ Sergeant Jinks, step this With a smile dressing the lieu the lieutenant. then he called, way from his place * sergeant steppe in line, walked briskly up to where the | general and the lieutenant were standing, snapped his heels together, and saluted smartly. nt,” commanded the lieutenant, round and let the general see your The general critically eyed the pack ed the men but not a criticism could | and found it without a wrinkle or bump, and as near perfection as packs could be. He nodded his approval. “IT must compliment you on your pack, sergeant, and now T must ask you to enlighten the other men in the mysteries of pack rolling, to undo your pack and show them the correct way to roll one.” The sergeant looked from the lieutenant to the general and back to the lieutenant again, the color left his face and his limbs seemed petri After a | vd. twenty seconds, the silence by the Heutenant, “What's the matter, sergeant. Didn't you hear the general tell you to unroll your pack?” Partial List of Contents y Exror and Her have ruined b beauty through the and physical ngth—that ality ber Frese 5 we Ha sAny ¢ radiant bride at twenty~ at twenty-five —what? SS Is the Husband or Wife to Blame? Is th the trage husband or wife to _blam y of too many cl Margaret Sanger, the great birth c trol advocate swith a vital toevery crime to betel, a D her children, a crime to society. And now for Mrs. Sanger shows the way out. And she the greatest message it a copy of his reason 1 rie Woon tal he } TRUTH PUBLISHING CO. Dept. T-1411, 1400 Broadway, New York City a | Truth Publishing C Dept. T-1411, 1400 Br. Gentlemen: Please dway, New York City a plain wrapper, Mar J the New 1 State anied by an and foreign t ell, then, go to it, Out of all the packs in the company your pack is picked as a model. You should feel proud—yes, honored,” and turning away, he mumbled to himself, “wonderful pack, wonderful pack.” Falling on his knees, the sergeant lifted his eyes to heaven, as if offering a silent prayer, and went through the procedure of unrolling said pack, all the while the general watching every movement and smiling sweetly, as generals do, some- times. 23 The last strap on the pack carrier was unfastened and the roll thrown open. At this moment the sergeant fell back in a and the general ejaculated, “What * and some more words we must censor, Turning quickly on his heel, the lieu- tenant looked from the general's wrath- ful face to the ground, gasped and passed $ two “pill rollers” were carrying him off the field in a slicker the weulenant was heard to murmur faintl fo Why,