Judge, 1926-10-30 · page 22 of 36
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i WiLL NEVER ASSIST YOUR WICKED DESIGNS: DEFIED THE HONEST ST ABLE-BOY. FIRMLY HER JAZZ-MAD MOTHER Speaking of wild orgies. you should have seen the one I was on last week, but that is another tale. This one concerns Miss Pussy Gimblewitch, 2356 Plaza Road, Jamaica, who is a “home girl” and makes swell bean soup. Come around sometime, folks. Anyway, Pussy was out with a friend and they saw a couple cows ina field. Said the friend. “Oo, look at the pretty white cow! She's the one that gives white mill!” “Yeh.” replied | Pussy, peeling a banana, “in a minute I suppose you'll tell me that the The friend was so abashed that he nearly got lockjaw. brown one over there gives coffee!” Unpublished Testimonials Or Why the Ad Men Have to Write Their Own Googoo's Glue for Gargling Greenhorns Come next Candlemas Day, 1 was forty years weak, sickly and run down, with congestion in all of my favorite joints. ‘These conditions continued until we passed the south- ern end of Baffin Bay where we picked up two live chickens and a dead reckoning The next day being Sunday, we dug in for the winter, which is ex- tremely severe in the tropical climates, especially when it gets colder than At about the twelfth floor I suggested to my girl friend that we get off and walk and there, by usual. gosh in the elevator, was a full- sized bottle of Ge Gargling Greenhorns. Well, Mr. Googoo, you'd never recognize us now. Me and the little s Glue for woman is hail, hearty and healthy and we can’t say enough about your concoction, We give it to the people in the next apartment who used to leave their radio on all night. but they don't any more. ‘They're dead. William Phoebe. Quigley’s Quips for Kindling Last week [ seen in the Cowman’s & Hog Raiser’s Weekly Fireside Friend where you would tell us how to save half of our tax bills on the farm land. You think you was smart gettin’ my dollar and then tellin’ me to paste ‘em ina serapbook. The joke is on you, though, because T wrote to my state Senator about it and he sent my dollar bill back with another one, too, so T guess you'll be gettin’ a bill from him for his ex- penses pretty soon, and you fellahs ain't so smart after all. Herpo's Herpicide for Hanging Hair ery time [ see a beautiful girl get into this car, sit down, cross her knees and begin to read the evening paper it actually rests me, especially if she has beautiful hair. In fact, I've often been so affected P've been carried past my destination, if any.” Yours for a better understanding, Herpicide Hairy. Richard 8. Wallace comicbooks.com