Judge — September 15, 1923 — page 9: what you’re looking at

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Indignant Old Lady—What a disgusting exhibition! . Equally Indignant Bystander—Gee, lady, what do you expect for nothing, a couple of Dempseys? course is vain; for it exhaust’ himself by d. boost a freak like Jane. But if I did would Hewgag hear with an attentive, rear, my words, su- premely wise? Or would he rend his robe and beard, and hand out language punk and weird, and strive to black my eyes? He might not thus to blows re- sort, for he’s a kindly, decent sort, but from that fateful day he'd hate me with a deadly hate d cats athwart my my hens away sa wight night to sad to s and and cast gent to re bent Oh, duty oft inspires fect on error’s rocky road; and some will list to duty’s rede, on errands of this sort theyll speed, and lift But I would lead avoiding every lecture those whose a grievous load. the peaceful li kind of strife, since strife is always vain; and so I don’t expostul with this misguided Hewgag skate, who'd educate his Jane. “My wife,” insinnatingly, “doesi’t understand me.” Who could?” sniffed his sten “Will you kindly repeat that tation?” srapher. ast dic- Rd The biggest thing that could. possibly happen in the boy's world, would be, some boy with a name like “Reginald, thrashing a boy with a name like Some of the fighters have musical instruments i their training quarters. Rug-ged Guy She-—Who is that terrible looking man over there? He's a pugilist; they call him “Kid” Carpet. “Why, such an unusual name?” “Because he’s always on the floor.” ttt Hick—There’s plenty of money in our small town. During the war we oversubscribed our quota of Liberty bonds. Crabshaw—But would you be able to finance a prize fight? A young boxer with physique Received a hard blow on the bique; His head hit the ground And he didn’t come round To his senses for more than a splendid { wique. n Round One: I Round Two: inted. Fainted.