Judge — December 13, 1924 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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Aunt Ella has sent a book Well, we can _make that inconspicuous “x A Book Will Not Ruin Anybody’s Christmas by Don Herold £ I wrote a book, I simply ‘annot stand to go into a book- I get the impression that there are already too many books on the market and that mine was en- tirely unnecessary. In a bookstore I keep wondering what chance my little book has against so many car- loads of competition. Bookstores are enough to stop authorship. It is like being born into the world and discovering that there are al- ready billions of people here. One is inclined to ask, “And why me?” How to make the bookstores less depressing for authors is a problem to which I have been giving a great deal of thought, and I have decided to do my bit by waging a nation-wide cam- paign to make this a book Christmas, with the slogan “Give books If I do this properly I think I can about clean out all the bookstores by store. December 24. Of course, you will be told to make this all kinds of Christr rubber manufacturers wil this a rubber boot Christm plate glass people will a plate glass Christm car manufacturers will sa: this an automobile Christmas. So I have got to give some mighty strong reasons. Give books. Abook will not spoil a room. This is a powerful argument in favor of any Christmas present. One book * The ~ “Make this The motor Lake looks pretty much like another, and the worst book in the world can be put by your recipient or giftee upon a shelf with a lot of other books, and will do hardly any damage to the sensibilities of the most refined person. A book is about the only present (Continued on page 80) Wild Waves My hair would keep the girls en- thralled; About its waves they'd spout. But now I'm lonesome, stout and bald— Alas! The tide went out! ALL. L. cd Rastus—What fer yuh keeps yer dawg muzzled? Sambo—Dat’s to give him courage in hisself. From the Vantage of the Road “Pa, what is a horizon?” “A straight line entirely obliter- ated by billboards,” cry Poor Eve blushed till her face was red; “No one has a thing on me, she said. Why, He Must Have Been Insane! First Lawyer—I'm afraid there's nothing we can do to save the prisoner. Second Lawyer—Why, sure “No, he murdered an alien The spirit of the season. comicbooks.com