Judge — August 29, 1925 — page 32: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Patron—What in the name of common sense is that? Scutpror—That’s my latest idea—a female figure designed to get by the censors. Why I Am a Bachelor Maid doctor held too many hands. The lawyer always had a new case on. The tailor was a cut-up and gave me fits. The baker didn’t have enough dough. The confectioner was too sweet on all the girls, The carpenter was square and on the level; but I ruled him out, and he only got as far as the yard. The pitcher was broke and off his base. The aviator had me up in the air awhile, and then flew away. The jockey gave me the gait, and the chauffuer ran me down. The Mah Jongg fiend played all seasons of the year, and moved in good circles; he concealed his true character until he stole fourth to win, when he was doubly exposed by the east wind. So the dragon prodded him with a bamboo, and he shuffled away to the only place left him to fill, and now chows alone. The musician was sharp and owned flats, but noapartments. Also many non-interest bearing notes. So I marched him off indouble-quicktime. * Stenographer’s mask to be worn when Mrs. Boss visits the office. comicbooks.com