Judge — June 11, 1927 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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

JUDGE There’ll Be a Hot Time in the “Old Town” Tonight Why be a slave to gas and oil? Why bother with punctures and one-armed driving? Plan to leave your car in the garage this summer. It won't run anyway—why not let it be Get a sturdy “OLD CLOWN” and hit vagon! “OLD CLOW wrapped in heavy foil—always fresh as a And, with every package you get a bottle of Absorption, Jr. After a tough portage, just rub it on your sleeve—scatters the congestion. Over night—like a traffic cop—the aches and soreness disappear! That little mud puddle in your front yard for instance—or that river in old Scotland; in fact with an “OLD CLOWN” you can find thrilling joy in almost any wet country. The ideal way to the old world, through the Ancient land of bag-pipes and rain coats, ragged highlands in the north, romantic sand traps in the south; and all round, Keys, Firths and Fjords. For “OLD CLOWNS” are light and remarkably easy to up- set. They respond to the slight- est eddy— a dip—hit the water wagon—hit the bottom. Priced $58 up, with a poem of Oo Lochs, Cuier—Drop the net, boys. That bird didn’t jump from our fire—he’s just another fool pedestrian hit by an automobile. a. From dealer or , wrapped in a plain pack- ge—no embarrassment. Give her one for a graduation present. Give her one for not smoking until she’s twenty-one. Give her an “OLD CLOWN” and a good sound paddle. —Jack Civerr strapped on, gets you down to the base ahead of the your uniform and scores runs. Usual Comment Blink—Here’s a picture of a lady who murdered her husband. Blank—Isn't she beautiful! add “Have you made any arrange- ments about your property in case of your death “Oh, I’m leaving all that to my 1 er. Jon’t do it, old boy—make him fight for it!” sae Nilary—Ever play squash? Hilma—No, I don’t pet. ae Waiter—Have you given your order, sir Customer—Yes, but I'd like to change it. Waiter—Yes, sir? Customer — Instead of — the special plate dinner, make it a club breakfast. re id York Straphanger— a project afoot to lay us end to end and see how far we will reach, “What a-relief that will be!” I see 23 comicbooks.com