Judge, 1927-02-12 · page 27 of 36
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Gentlemen be-fur blondes. , $5 or ‘Uudge pays $5 for each one printed My Dash for the Pole (Continued from page 18) came a knock on the door and a bell-boy entered with a tray of ginger-ale bottles | and some cracked ice. “Why, what’s this, Rodney?” I asked. “T thought you would 1 a drink, Fred,” said Rodney, “we have to fortify ainst ‘exposure, you know.” ourselve “Fine,” I said, “do you know, Rodney, w just beginning to get slightly So we poured out a stiff grog I thirsty and drank to success. “How about another, old man?” asked Rodney, “you know, it may be cold up there around the Pole.” “You can’t antagonize ME!” I de- clared, “fill them up, my boy About fifteen minutes later we | just finishing our second bottle when Rodney stopped and put down his glass. were ; “What is it, old boy?” I asked anx- iously. “Listen, Fred,” he said, “we can’t carry those three bottles with us on our | trip. Remember, every extra ounce of | baggage is unnecessary.” | “But what shall we do with them?” I asked, ‘“‘shall we give them to the bell-boy ? “By no means!” said Rodney firmly, | “that would be extravagance!” | “Then do you mean ?” T asked. | “Exaetly!” said Rodney, taking the cork out of one of the bottles. * * # # } | I was awakened two days later risking life and limb for the ad by several low groans. I looked vancement of science and know!- around. Rodney was nowhere to edge.” be seen, but I was sure that I had “Rodney,” I said, “I was just heard his voice. “Rodney, old fellow!” I called. | | “Where are you?” “Here in the closet, Fred,” I heard him say, “how did I ever get here?” beginning to feel thirsty. Let’s go!” And I rang for the bell- boy. —Perelman sats { A correspondent wants to know | “T don’t know,” I replied, if a man’s mother-in-law is a re- oT opening the closet and helping lation. She is, and always on his | him down from the shelf. “Say, wife's side. —Humorist 4 Rodney, do you suppose the pedition has left?” tall “Probably,” said Rodney, “but “My wife is always shivering. look here: there is our last bottle of first aid still untouched. Let us drink to the brave boys who are What do you think that signifies? “A new fur.” —Meggendorfer Blaetter, Munich better els entitled to life: to Have E and a Healthy Scalp. tains practical methods of sav ing your hair before you are entirely bald. Write Dept. AC-52 H. Clay Glover Co., I Ine. 119 Fifth Ave. New York MEN -— Stop Falling Hair! GLOVER’S will cleanse and stimulate the scalp, destroy dandruff rowth of hair. ind promote a | Write for Free | Hairdressers comicbooks.com