Judge — May 28, 1927 — page 26: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

JUDGE Little Known Legends Olaf Hasholom and the Viper Lar HasHotom was king of Sweden when it was in the bush league. He was loved by his people for his ness and squareness. His fair- ness, in fact, became so celebrated that among many tribes Swedes to this day are known as Square- heads. Be that as it may, the king was great and good, and when he appeared on the street a happy multitude followed him, throwing horseshoes and crying, “There goes the king, Olaf Hasholom!” Olaf labored long and lustily in the service of his people. When he arranged wars for them he saw to it the enemy was a nation the Swedes could oppose without loss of prestige, and when the last shot, or schottj vas fired, Olaf distributed me and artificial legs wherever neces- sary and the happy warriors re- turned to their grocery stores and grogshops. Olaf did not get off so easily. He had to figure out who won the wars, and it was no simple task in those days before certified public accountancy He added up the Swedish casualties and then merged them all into one figure and laid it The vogue for still shorter skirts makes the sliding knee-board for all public conveyances most imperative. “Who did your tattooing, George?” “Me father done it.” “I see—sort of illustrated by the author?” —Loxpow Orixtos alongside the Wjulworth Building for comparison. Very often the two did not come out even and Olaf either had to chop a story off the building or gyp the nation out of a regiment of marines. Olaf never left his study, and because of the e€ i strain, he was i going blind. war between the Swede Siwashes, a new me to his life. As he toiled da day with no nourishment food and drink, a weird voice at his elbow seemed always to be saying, “Beware of the viper! Beware of the viper!” As time went on, Olaf, in spite of his determination, found him- self able to see less each day. The figures over which he pored became blurred and _ indistinct. And always there was the ghost- like chant, “Beware of the viper! ve eye- ant fear of after the comicbooks.com