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JUDGE “Oh, no, they are not gunmen. going to the theater incog.” So’s Your Old Municipality New Yorker's Impression of Chicago “Je an overgrown village, that’s all, with lots of out-of-towners and congested pavements. The hotels sock you there all right, and it’s worth a feller’s life to cross the street in that traffic. Say listen, all their successful people originally came from here and it won't be long before that burg will be a suburb of New York.” Chicagoans Impression of New York “Just an overgrown village, that’s all, with lots of out-of-towners and congested pavements. The hotels sock you there all right, and it’s worth a feller’s life to cross the street in that traffic. Say listen, all their successful people originally came from here and it won’t be long be- fore that burg will be a suburb of Chicago.” Hugh Wood Big Business Operations HE buzzer in the outer office hummed. Conversation — sud- denly ceased. The chief desired his assistant in the presidential sanctum at once. And when Horace K. Weeplethumb wanted something, he couldn’t wait. In all his thirty-three years of business experience he hadn’t been known to waste even a split second. “Efficiency. Crowd 4 seconds into every minute. Avoid waste motion: These were his maxims. And well had he lived them. Breathlessly, his understudy raced through the corridors and Just a Chicago banker and his wife \Se BEWARE = se AA VAM AOL? Gorge BE-E-E-WARE< a Vevey RN Wage ms Tough State street canary singing Baie WL, LLL EO" Leaf i finally confronted the mighty pres- ence. “Lamb!” roared H. K., “reserve a room at the city hospit Send up three typewriters, a filing cabinet and three stenographers. Phone the barber shop to make a date for Francois to cut my hair and for Miss Brown todo my nails. Also have my chiropodist present—gotta get that corn fixed up. Arrange for my dentist to come and fill those rear cavities. To-morrow afternoon at three. Be sure the stenographer’s pencils are sharpened. Gotta heap of mail to dictate. Bring up the twelve o'clock mail and we'll go over those O'Connor contract “Er—beg your pardon, chief,” said Lamb. “Why at the City Hospital? I can’t understand—” “Doctors ordered an appendicitis operation to-morrow at three,” roared H. K. “Can't afford to waste the time. Going to get caught up on a lot of work while they're operating. Efficiency, my boy. Crowd | six seconds into every minute. Avoid waste motions. Ouch, but that hurts.” Cyrano One Without ast week I was fired. I was fired with enthusiasm and alacrity. I was also fired for making a mistake. I only made one mistake but it was a bad one. I told the boss he couldn't get along without me. J.S. sae A reign is as long as its weakest kink. “He didn’t know it was loaded.” 18 comicbooks.com