Judge — July 31, 1926 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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Maybe the beach beauties really would go in swimming if we had pools like this. Our Radio Doesn’t Work I" had been “just one of those days.” There was a fire in the early in the morning, at 5.15 AM. burned, there was only about $3,000 damages to the upper floors. My I couldn't house While not very much slumber was disturbed. get to sleep again. Down at the office five checks were returned and I had to borrow money to keep out of the bank- ruptey court. Also three mortgages were foreclosed. Late in the after- noon my wife phoned that Junior had fallen off his bicycle and broken an arm and that she had scalded her hand preparing dinner, as the cook had suddenly left. On the way home a bus bumped into the car and smashed the fender and ruined the spare shoe on the back. Angered by this I became carel and nearly killed a child— only fractured her skull. Of course, there was when I got home. no dinner We went out and I found a fly in my soup, there were lumps in the mashed potatoes, the ice cream was served on hot plates and I wrenched my ankle going through the swinging door. I was in a dark mood but decided to pull myself out of it by turning on the radio, The first thing I got Baruine Girt—Heavens! Wouldn't this make a frightful cover! was a song revival starting with “Smiles” and “Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag and Smile, Smile, Smile.” I turned that off and got the same station another place on the dials. They were play- ing, “Keep the Home Fires Burn- ing.” Still partially and got an orchestra playing “This Is My Lucky Day.” I have to go to court to-morrow. I threw the set out the window and hit a man on the head with it. I think it killed him. Carroll sane I tried a Comes the Dawn WV ite looks upon the flowing bowl, When the wine therein is red, The Prohibitionists declare Is sure to lose his head. But when a tippler now and then Does disregard this warning And weaves to bed with missing head He finds it in the morning. comicbooks.com