Judge — July 30, 1927 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE Uf Ly, Yy WHT YY Mr. Squeagle, having bought a coach, drills the family in crawling over one seat to get into the other. Is Prohibition Working ? (Continued from page 17) Northern Ohio than any other part of the state. In fact, there were so many arrests that we found we couldn't keep them in our jails, and besides, they always had enough money to pay their fines and they went right back into business again, no matter how many times we warned them not to. However, we have fixed that, and Prohibition is working satisfactorily at present,” the Colonel said. “Now, when we find a man selling whiskey we do not arrest him. We just take his fingerprints, name and address, and then put a black mark oppo- site his name. We work it out on the merit sysem, and when a man has ten black marks we send him a strict letter of warning, and after the twentieth complaint we fine him or send him to jail for a while, if we can locate him. That way we have certainly cut down on the number of arrests.” Everywhere we went in this state I and Mr. Gordon found the people interested in the drinking question, and in one town we had the pleasure of going on a raid with the local authorities. I and Mr. Gordon were invited on the raid by the Sheriff of this town (we can’t tell the name) and two or three prohibition agents, and it just shows you what the people here think of Prohibition. There was a saloon running at full blast on the outskirts of town. Somebody had told the police, so about dark the agents and the police, the Sheriff and I and Mr. Gordon went out there. There saloon there all right—a big one full of people, so the Sheriff gave orders for the police to wait outside and he and the two pro- hibition agents and Mr. Gordon went inside to get evidence. The Sheriff left me outside in charge of the police. Very soon Mr, Gordon rushed out real excited and said that it was a fine, big saloon all right and that as soon as they had some more evidence we'd pull the raid off. About an hour later the two agents came out and said every- going fine and all they s more evidence. Well, I and the police stood out there with guns ready until about mid- night. Then we got restless, so I went inside to see if the boys were ready. The saloon was full of men drinking and Mr. Gordon standing on a table making a speech to the crowd. He came running over when he saw me, and I thought he was ready for the raid. However, he grabs me by the arm excitedly and says we can’t do it. “Can’t you get the evidence?” I asked him. “It's not that,” he says, getting back on the table, “but the fellows have just nominated me for Presi- dent on the Prohibition ticket and it wouldn't be fair to them now, sce?” So we sent the police home and I and Mr. Gordon thought it was a very interesting evening, and we were glad to see con- ditions so satisfactory in Ohio. B, Waters Gunsnor Gorpon Gee, Moll ettin y: mothers @ mice bald Spot just like, Dads “Yes, girls, if you take the consequence AR wacee a will wear your hair like us you'll have to comicbooks.com