Judge — July 3, 1926 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE EARN. TO PEAY THE HARP! EASY! PROFITABLE! UNCANNY! ‘What do you consider the first requisite in business?” inquired Smithers of his friend Scrime, who deals in goose feathers. “Pluck,” retorted the later, his eyes twinkling merrily. The first speaker's jaw dropped in chagrin. Furnished Room To Let (With Music) O cE I occupied a room in a theat- rical rooming house and did my writing therein, but I was eventually compelled to give up this room for reasons as hereinafter stated. As I remember it, my room was on the second floor, and the room across the hall was inhabited by the Musical Murphie saxophone quartet. It seems these boys were all brothers, but not to each other. They were frequently out of work, but never out of practice. One of them was quite a virtue he could make a saxophone talk, and when it did it invariably asked for mercy Great Scott, the Magician, had the room next to theirs. I never saw him perform professionally, but they said he was a wonder. It was re- puted that he could lock himself in a trunk and get out of it in a quarter ofa minute. A trick he used to per- form at the house was locking him- self in the bathroom. But he never got out very quickly. Not on Satur- day nights anyw: He was noted chiefly for his great disappearing act, which he performed at many of the UNCONFIRMED RUMOR To save the furriers trouble fur- bearing animals are about to grow buttons. eRRR/| leading hotels. The professor's most nourishing trick was called “Sawing a Sandwich in Two" and he was al- ways willing to give a demonstration of this when anyone had a sandwich about him. Further down the hall resided Emil, the Swiss Bell Ringer. Emil lost his key to the front door and never did seem to get another, so he used to amuse us many a night when he’d come home and find the door locked by playing a tune on the door bell until somebody got up and let him in. I'll never forget the night he got tipsy and played a midnight sonata on all the bells in the immedi- ate neighborhood. It was only his great ear for bell music that enabled him to tell his own bell from the others. Other rooms on the same floor were occupied by a mind reader (who could always tell what the landlady was thinking) and a song plugger, so- called because people plugged their ears every time he sang. The Tumbling Tyros, an acro- batic team, ruffled the carpet in the room directly above mine. They were always tumbling upstairs, and sometimes when the room was too small to hold them, they could be heard tumbling downsta They also rehearsed a balancing act. They'd come in at eleven thirty and rehearse for the balance of the night. It was a difficult matter for me to concentrate under such conditions. The break came when the lady asked me if I would mind doubling up with a new guest and I discovered that he had ananimalact. R. C. O'Brien Dance to supplant the Charleston for the hot weather, called “The Arctic Shiver,” and performed on a cake of ice. comicbooks.com