Judge, 1926-01-16 · page 24 of 36
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than thirty-seven out of his, but a man’s crazy to try to speed these days. The rear axle’s a bum job and the gears must be made of lead, but a fellow that drives sensibly like you hadn’t ought to have much trouble. “Fellow told me they were going to tear out this cheap motor and put a real power plant under the hood next year and if that don’t keep ‘em from rattling to pieces they’re going to discontinue this model, But you got a nice li’l car, Bill, nice li'l car. You'll get a lot of pleasure out of it and after you’ve rolled 10,000 or so there'll always be some dumb-bell you can unload it Chet Johnson YS Edification” “We edifica- tion last sum- mer.” Real Ecstatic “Tove me little, love me lots, My heart’s mortgaged, dear to you. ‘That's a fact, and may Task House my chance of coming through?” Slipped a ring upon her hand— Option until settlement; Deed he did, and after that Held her title she’d consent. Always Be Enthusiastic G. A. P. HEN one is invited by one’s friend to cast an admiring glance at his new car, one must al- ways remember that the friend is cer- tain the new boat is the finest on wheels. One, therefore, should be careful that one’s remarks are per- fectly attuned to one’s friend’s en- thusiasm over his new toy. The following well chosen words one may always use with the knowledge that one will not offend: “Yeah, nice li'l car, Bill, not a bad bus a-tall for the money. Lots of ’em sold nowadays. Don’t look bad, either. Of course, this finish won't hold up long and the motor overheats on the hills, but you won’t be driving much outside the city and when it goes dead there'll always be a garage nearby so you can get towed in. “They're not hard riding after you get used to ’em, either, and a chap I know only broke three springs on his last year. He got good service for the first 10,000 miles and then the thing went to pieces. But, of course, he didn’t take care of his bus like Mar—Gladys is going to Paris for her gowns! you will. He never could get more Tom—I thought she had left her clothes somewhere! Sxrpper (winter of 1980)—New York, ahoy! Where's the population? “I'm the caretaker. Everyone else has gone to Florida.” Ey Badeadele Rogers - comicbooks.com