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This page showcases Judge magazine's "Letter-Laughs" contest—a reader participation feature where submissions are visual puns created by cutting letters and words from printed text to form pictures with captions. **The three winning entries shown:** 1. **First Prize** ($15): "The Ark at Mount Ararat Water"—letters arranged to depict Noah's Ark, captioned as "the only 'dry' party in history that was a success." This is a Prohibition-era joke: during the 1920s alcohol ban, a "dry party" meant no alcohol, making the biblical flood narrative darkly humorous. 2. **Second Prize** ($10): An antique shop arrangement spelling "Antique," captioned "See America First"—mocking tourist attractions. 3. **Third Prize** ($5): A five-tube radio made from letters. The page also includes period advertisements (Resinol skin cream, a serialized story) and humorous anecdotes. The contest encouraged reader creativity and engagement with the magazine's satirical culture.

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Let ’Em Bring You Orchids! HE was always loyal in her friendships— never in her love affairs. She'd give you her last cent if you needed it —and not a minute of her time if you were heartsick with longing for her. She had no kind words to speak of men. True, there were men in her house all the time, coming with jeweled trinkets for her and toys for little Joyce. But always after they had gone, Anne spoke of them cynically—even when one of them had advised her well about the stock market, and another had made a fortune for her in Oklahoma oil wells. “Men get all the best of it—alwa Anne. “Let them say all the pretty things they want, let them bring you all the orchids you have room for, let them love you, if they will. Butogae” aaae When a fascinating young woman gets to look upon love as nothing more than the source of a new coupé or her next trip to Paris, what she needs is a relentless male to take charge of her case. See “No Sympathy for Men,” by hristine Dale, in the current issue of Snappy Stories. Now on all news- stands—20 cents. SKIN BLEMISHES pimples, blackheads, etc., cleared away easily and. at little cost by Resinol Applause Card For the Funniest Contri- bution of 1926 Dear JupceE: I think the picture in this issue Entitled And the Text in this issue Entitled (NOME) oo. -:eje:sisiee reine (Address) (Week of July 3) At the end of the year, the artist and. the writer whose contribution receires the largest number of rotes, will each receive a $500 prize. Vote Your Favorite! —————E | LETTER-LAUGHS! First Prize The AO yn ARA a, — S90 WATER 17° Submitted by Miriam Warren, 175 West 126th street, New York City. % “The only ‘dry’ party in history that was a success.” Sreconp Prize EAT y 4 Rey, ! Landscape @ GOS oT Old Furniture. ~~ a CARPETS rains & ANTIQUE 2A ntiques: Antique Submitted by M. Ela, 20 Samaritan arenue, Ashland, 0. “See America First.” Tuirp Prize 3 PRIZES EACH WEEK First Prize, $15; Seconp, $10; THIRD, $5 How to make Letter-Laughs M AFIVE TUDE Cut out letters, or words, from submitted by Yeonne D. Laurent, Lake Kushaqua, N.Y. any printed text matter, and paste them on a sheet of stiff white paper so that they will make a picture. Each LETTER-LAUGH Picture must have a Caption and must be FUNNY! Send your LETTER-LAUGHS to the LETTER-LAUGH EDITOR of JupcE, 627 West 43d Street, New York City, and enclose postage if you wish them returned. On his return from a tour which he — The gob walked the floor, seeing red, had been making with his master in Switzerland, a servant, being asked what he had seen, replied: “Oh, you can’t see anything! | ~ é = There’s nothing but mountainsevery- You've two little goblets,” she s where.” —Answers —American Legion Weekly And tore at the hair on his head Till a nurse oped the door; “Now worry some more— — comicbooks.com