Judge, 1923-09-22 · page 15 of 36
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Drawn by EpNA Ditzer, Discretion! by William Sanford W: HAD a terrible thunderstorm to- . My wife was seated in the parlor with two windows each slightly open to let in some air. The lightning came in one window, played around a “Do you need anything, Betty?” “Not a thing!” “Neither do I. Let’s go shopping!” second or two, broke a vase on the center table, and darted out the other window, which was the nearest to the broken vase. If you knew my wife you would under- stand why the lightning took the nearest window to get out, after breaking the vase. 13 Willy—Clarence is justly entitled to the leadership of the drug store cowboys Margot—How did he win his spurs? “He hopped on his favorite mount this afternoon and stuck to it till he con- sumed four ice cream sodas, an orange phosphate and three assorted sundacs.” comicbooks.com