Judge — March 21, 1925 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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— he little fat man | aN ihinks that's'@ Hove but > the tall one knows the | <> man in the auto per- sonally and knows it isn't! “Look—Lattakail has put a stove in that swell car!” “No—just a specially constructed top so he can wear his silk hat in comfort!” Tom Swift And His Hoarseless Larynr * Meter, did the doctor say 4 when I could get up?” asked Tom from his sick bed. (See “Tom Swift and His Chronic Dyspepsia.”) “I'm getting tired of not tired (read “ Dynamic Energ: ever ma stay in bed?” “Be patient, dear.” consoled his Mother. And just then the doctor entered with the words, “Yes, that's all a doctor can ask for, patients.” “T think I feel worse,” said Tom. (See “Tom Swift and His Rapid Reactions.”’) “Why, hello there, Doe. I didn't know it was you!” exclaimed Tom suddenly brightening so that his Mother had to lower the shades. “When did you get back in town? (See “Tom Swift and His Eternal Question.”) The last time I saw you was in “Tom Swift Among the Smallpox.” We had some time then when the eruption occurred, didn't we? If it hadn't been for the Invisible Vaccination I invented KRAZY CRACKS “give a sentence with the word Triumvirate” Fe y fost cross ans trium= ES hours and then quit.” being 1 Swift and His How can they book of me if T always Judge pays $5 for each krazy krack printed “This isa helea show, Herb't! by the looks.” Erer’ one o° the girls gets her foot stepped on, “You sure came through time, Tom,” agreed the doctor. “Tom always comes through.” added his Mother. “We've had to re-enforce every ceiling in this house. ‘Tom has come through so often.” (See “Tom Swift and His Excess Avoirdupois.”) that But the Mother's reply caused the doctor to jump out the window with- out another word, leaving Tom flat on his back. (S¢ ‘om Swift in His Gym Suit.) How Tom ultimately recovered and succceded in paying the doctor's bill is related in full detail in the next book of this series to be called “Tom Swift and His Sensational Newspaper.” Carroll Pastoral Your limpid eyes gaze into mine: I stroke your soft and shining hair Ah, soon, my dear, we two shall dine Together on some hillside fair. Mloof from toil and maddened mob On nature's breast we'll rest alonc— Where I shall lunch on duck and squab, And you, my dog, shall have a bone. Arthur L. Lippmann. “Reggy scems to be very well s, a perfect loafer.” | (see ‘Tom Swift Among the Chorus Girls’) we all would have been marked for life.” l The man with the pipe doesn't understand esthetic dancing. you see, and thinks the girls | act as if some one had stepped on their feet | “ J comicbooks.com