Judge — January 28, 1928 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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

It seems as though a couple of pals were cantering briskly down the avenue in their shiny new perambulator when they bore down on a vehicle which wore a sign reading, “If you can read this you are too damn close.” Speaking of close re minds us of the legend of the threadbare student ho had the Woolf's at his door. “Would you like to look at our scoreless ties?" hissed the salesman with an evil leer. “No,” taunted our hero, “1 came here to sce some of your Rhodes collars." Let set for 72 hours, then bottle and cap. —Kansas Sour Own Susan B. Anthony (seeing drunk)—How gauche! Lucky Person—Fine, thanksh. How goesh it with you? —Pexn State Frotn Minister—Would you care to join in the new missionary move ment? Flapper Fanny—I'm crazy to try Is it anything like the Charleston? —Anizona Kittykat Some out-of-town people came to see the Cornell game, but, un- fortunately, there were no seats to be had at the box office. They were about to leave when a sealper walked up to them and politely said: “I've got seats for you. I'll stick you all together.” JUDGE Hrey—How am 1 like eternity? Hreyv—No end! —Lovisvittr Satyr : ) ae Gunman—I gotta quit the game; I can’t see to shoot straight any more. Wife hat’s terrible. What in the world will you do? Gunman—Oh, I'll get a job on the police fore —C. C. N.Y. Mercury First Rooster—What's the old hen looking so glum ? Second Male Chic she’s brooding over her chickens. —Lovisvitte Satyr Two little urchins were wateh- ing a barber singe his customer's hair. “Gee,” said one, “he's hunting ‘em with a light.” —Hanitton Cuaperon na Pack—Your Majesty, a sailor awaits without! Kino—IWithout what? Pace—IWithout the dock. Kina—Give him the slip. —Catirornia Prvican —Penn Puncu Bow. And he did! comicbooks.com