Judge — February 4, 1928 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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

— L Leaves from Myrtles sketch-book ————e By Harry Grant Dart Higerent cats sil houetted against the silvery moon, and what happened to him is fur ther proof — that faces lifted Cousin Bruce ely attempted to that didn’t seem he sent for the veter him together like a pic Two-Gun Cal Delivers a Mes- sage to Congress Yipp Turn ‘em out wild! I want to tell you mavericks I’m a-goin’ to ride herd hard on you- all this roundup. I’m Two-Gun Cal from ‘way back eqst, you pie- eyed dudes, an’ ary one o° you comes prowlin’ around my range is goin’ to let hisself in fer a nice inquest. Y-o-o- e-e! I'm the wild wolf o’ Washington an’ it's my turn to howl! I'm a rootin’, tootin’, quick-shootin’, high-fa- lootin’ son-of-a-gun as ever jammed his spurs into the side of a kilowat hoss! Steady, thar, Jim Reed! I'm a-watchin’ you, pahdner. I ain’t drilled a Missoury senator for nigh onto two days runnin’ an’ toy fingers shore ithes t’ turn ol’ Betsy loose! You-all ain't goin’ to switch no brands on Two-Gun Cal this time, I'm a bad hombre! Whoopee!) When I want a new hat the Stetson boys has to trap nine thousan’ beavers, an’ when I order me a new pair o’ chaps it means somebody's got to skin twelve thousan’ goats! I got two inch rifles from the battleship New Mexico with pearl handles on ‘em for pistols so’s I'll have room fer plenty o’ notches! I'm so wild I'm liable to bite one o° my arms off any minute! An’ when I'm hungry I reach down out o’ my saddle, grab me a steer an’ season it from a He hair, drank a and then went pepper shaker full 0” gunpowder! Git yore hands away from them popguns, Hi Johnson! I don't aim to cause no tears out in Californy, stranger, but... Git? em up, I said! Grab a couple o’ clouds hang on tight! Now dance, gold dang yuh, dance! An’ Two-Gun Cal's lead-spitters ‘Il furnish the mu- sic! ... Yippee! ... —Cuer Jounson Commanoino Gr A Happy Idea A Chinese laundryman had an addition to the family the day Lindbergh landed in Paris. Some of his friends wanted him to name the boy after Lindbergh. 0, no,” said the proud father. “That no good Chinese name. I callee him—‘One Long Grose “Sybil attracts the men, doesn’t she?” o wonder, steel magnate.” Her father is a —Hvemorist Lady (at theatre, to man in seat behind)—I hope my hat is not worrying you. The Man—Iit is worrying me a lot—my wife wants one like it. —Journat Amusant, Paris Housewife (suspiciously) — I see you have placed all the best tomatoes on top. Stallkeeper—Yes, lady. That saves you the trouble of hunting through the box for ‘em. Answers “Would anyone real to a tax on bachelors? contemporary. man, object asks a Yes, every single —Passina Siow itat—What's the army been doing lately? Seroeant—Combing the country for’ Reds. “Any skirmishes?” “Oh, a couple of military brushes.” comicbooks.com