Judge, 1925-02-28 · page 27 of 36
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“Mah! Dow t yer lene th Hodge —Podye (A Jolly Lite Trage Hungarian Tabh of Life on the LM te A Oxe-act PuayLet Characters (Reading from North to South) Ada Olla Downe Paisha Rentan Baysha-Homes F NOTHING can be done to prevent it the curtain rises showing the borscht of a workingman’s maisonette on the outskirts of a Yonkers (village) on the border of the Hungarian steppes. From within the house (maisonette) come faint wails as of a dying whiffenpoof in the throes of acute amnesia. ‘The door (portal) of the maisonette (house) opens and Little Soviet toddles out erying as if her heart would break. It does. There isan explosion. In the excite- ment that follows Little Soviet trips over a droshky, falls down the st and disappears into the Black $ She is later picked up by a passing taxi driver who thinks it’s only fare and turns out to be two other fellows. Ada (entering on roller skates and playing mournfully on a kazoo) How distressing! Does that sort of thing happen often? I, for one, couldn’t stand it. (She sits.) Olla (who has been following Little Soviet all over trying to find out if she thinks she’s as well red as md has seen all that otherwise, has ensued (happened). Oh, that's nothing. Do have a cup of tea, and won't you sit down? (Now that’s over with.) We've lost a number of our finest children that way. They alldo that. They become so worked up when they hear Buysha-Homes improvising for his new composition, a trio scored for harpsichord, clavilux and glockenspicl. Downe (staggering in with his two compatriots, co-workers and bi- valves Paisha and Rentan)—Oh, goody, goody, I see you have those delightful little muffins again. (We must get that in you know.) Well, folks, I always say, | may be Downe, but I’m never out. Paisha (biffing him on the noodle with a hefty instrument strangely resembling (looking like) a chilly in fact, it is an absolutely cold chisel) —He must have his little joke. One of those blows will carry. him off some day, and it will be just as well. Enter a blow on the wings of a stiff breeze. It carries Downe out. Everyone sighs and the merriment continues, Rentan—As I was saying All ( different times)—You weren't ing anything. Rentan—Ah, now you spoiled the whole show. Now everyone'll know we ain't serious. I'm so mortified I could die (pass out). All (starting to sob)—So could we. Audience—Don't mind us. chis They don't. Quick Curtain. (It can’t be too quick.) Carroll “he teeth, area ¢reat factor in beauty (when they are white and pretty) ~ Let Wrigleys be the guardian of your teeth and mouth ~ It will remove impur- ities and combat acid conditions. =) Good for appetite and digestion, too, J Awonderful pick me-up when one is tired nervous, thirsty and in need of refreshinent, ‘after every meal” WRIGLEYS comicbooks.com