Judge — November 1, 1924 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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Batioon Tr res—Pivs The revenue officers suspected Bill of being a bootlegger but never could catch him with the goods until one day he got a puncture. Picture Ahead 7ou have done it yourself. Every- body in the world has done it, at some time or other. You were over at the Prescotts, and you hap- pened to mention last summer, and there was the photograph album right handy (“If you'll just pass over that big book a moment, Aunt Flo: there’s a picture of our camp somewhere”), and somehow one thing led to another. (“Hand them across to Fred when you're ing at them knew it the evening was gone “Here we all are bathing.” Mrs. Pres- cott says, and hands me four square inches done loc and before you of nothing much, cut in half by a tilted line and with the lower part more or less spotted. “Those are our heads.” “Not really,” politely. “I thought they were ducks.” “Janice stood on the dock and snapped apped what?” blankly. here's Horace holding his nose and 1 somersault.” i 2?” stupidly. I told you, Prescott stops looks at me earnestly a long time. “Never mind, pass it on to Angela when you're done looking at it. You folks didn’t get away this summer, did you “However, it’s the last time to Angela, on the ¥ look through another album.” “Yes, you will,” said Angela. Janice home. “You'll have to. It’s simply the penalty people pay for staying home. If we were go- ing away this summer we should have our album ready in the fall to show people, and then no one would come near us. It’s only when they know we're unprotected—" It was on that walk home from Mrs. Prescott’s that I had my idea. Reprisal!” I whispered. The next day we took our camera downtown and had our first go at it. I photographed Angela crossing the street. She snapped me boarding a and - T vowed “Tl never Ped ad “Remember, Doctor! never pay you a cent!” bus. I put on Angela's hat, and we had a traffic policeman take us both posed before the War Memorial. And so the summer passe tis is me going down the path toward camp,” explained Mrs. Prescott, when we met i fall. “Hand when you're done looking in the Angela ati She had the summer's stack in it over to her lap, and she had settled down L evening of it. s is Horace and me on the porch,” Mrs. Prescott. “I's a bit dark, of course. no, this is Horace here.” went on “Oh, yes. of course. should mistake or the dog!” “Very. This is Horace and me in the hammock under the trees “L say, that looks comfortable, though!” [said enviously. “Re- minds me of that bench in the park, ch, Angi If you'll just. p: Funny | sme that big book a moment, i" Mrs. Prescott's expression was a little odd. “Here we are walking down the I went on to Mrs. Prescott. “And here is a group of us ina trolley car. T don't know just who the other folks are, but somehow to get into the picture, avenue,” they seemed If this operation isn’t successful TU comicbooks.com