Judge — October 17, 1925 — page 21: what you’re looking at

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ere ‘y Orator—What this country needs is— Voice 1v Auprence—More brains and less blood pressure. GENTLEMEN, BE SEATED by Don Herold ' X J rout knowing much about him, I used to think a little of Thomas R. Mar- shall as a lightweight. Maybe he was. Perhaps I thought so because he was short and small physically. (Most of our political convictions and passionate personal likes and dislikes are based on just about such evidence.) As I age, I am coming to the opinion that I am not sure but that a lightweight is a pretty good thing to be, and my appreciation of Thomas R. Marshall is growing in proportion. Perhaps what this country needs most is not, as Mr. Marshall said, a good five-cent cigar, but more light- weights of the Thomas R. Marshall type, fewer snorters, fewer ranters and roarers, and more gentlemen with the insight to perceive that we might as well let Nature take its course for the simple reason that Nature is darned well going to take its course. This is the only philosophy by which I can, sometimes, stand the thought of raising my six-year-old daughter, Doris. Doris has many moments of excruciating sweetness, but she is a healthy and normal youngster, so there are naturally occasions when I feel that she is going to the dogs: Then I put my hope in Nature. I have to reflect that many civilizing influences other than I are going to operate on Doris before she gets out of college. Play- mates are going to smack some ideas into her head. She'is going to get bumps in grade school, high school and Vassar. Ten thousand things (Continued on page 28) HA-HA-THATS 3Us¢y | When it’s the other fellow An Ad Writer Decides to Go Straight—to a New Job [HE winter vacation question! Where shall you go? Wouldn’t you enjoy a beautiful voyage to the Pyjama Islands? We really don’t think you would, but then you must go somewhere and we’ve got to keep our boats running. You won’t bask in the “languorous romance of a Bohemian atmosphere,” it will probably rain all the time you’re there. Nor will you “revel in the luxury of our palatial steam- ships,” the boats are always over- crowded and you'll be seasick most of the voyage. You won’t be charmed by the “pagan customs of an ancient civiliza- tion,” for the native habits are squalid and unsanitary. Neither will you delight in the “exquisite beauty of sheer scenic splendor,” all the picturesque spots are violated by cheap hotels, picnic remnants and signboards. On the whole, the Pyjama Islands are the last place we’d want to go this winter. But then you must go somewhere and we’ve got to keep our boats running. Richard S. Wallace No one injured in this wreck! Sam Pree Lis Ze LLL Fiz po —and when it’s you. 19 comicbooks.com