Judge — October 15, 1927 — page 39: what you’re looking at

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

JUDGE BurGrar The Impressionable Booklet Readers on the Observa- tion Plattorm He—¥rom our comfortable seats on the rear of this cinder- less, crack train we drink in the beauties of the captivating coun- try through which the Oompah Railroad smoothly rolls. She—Beyond yon majestic mountain a panorama of un- paralleled pastoral peace pre- sents itself—happy yeomen till- ing their fields, contented cattle and kaleidoscopic, ever-changing color. He—It is a bailiwick blessed by the benevolent hand of nature. To the east is historic Plunkberg, and our road-bed winds grace- fully along the course of the Winnapoof River whose spark- ling waters irrigate this wonder- land. She—Refreshed by a comfort- able night’s rest in our well- ventilated, commodious compart- ment, with our wants adequately WL SS Vy iY Wy NN, y i help on th’ telephone! a Dissatisriep Wirr—And to think that today I could have been the wife of a six-day bike racer—if I hadn’t listened to your rot about Higher Art! Har Har! It sure does hand a guy a l-laugh—listen’ t’ him tryin’ to get catered to by a corps of cour- teous, capable attendants, a trip on the Oompah Railroad is a revelation. He—Let us gaze, fascinated, at the God-given grandeur of these rugged, awe-inspiring peaks, and then let us saunter to the im- maculate dining car where the choicest viands, appetizingly pre- pared and efficiently served, will intrigue our pal She—The discerning traveler does well to patronize the Oom- pah Railroad whose watchword is “SERVICE.” Natural beauties, a road bed like velvet, modern equipment and wholesome food make it the chosen route of the discriminating. (They leave the platform for the diner.) —Artuur L, Lippmann Prize fight promoters find it easy to live on the fat of the land because the land is full of fat- heads. R. C. O. comicbooks.com