Judge — March 3, 1928 — page 19: what you’re looking at

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

= i SHORR SroRIEs ] WHEN FRIENDSHIP ENDS | A fiw | JUDGE PAYS $2 POR RAcH ONE PRINTED Lover’s Complaint If you were dull as you are bright, Were you a painful bore. Still would you find me nightly, dear, Knock-knocking at your door. Or were you stout as you are slim And wandered gracelessly along, Still would you be the object and The subject of my song Even though your golden’ hair turned green, Or worse, if you were bald, You'd find me side “Til death or duty called, slways at your Aye, seventy times seven times Would Tiny love proclaim, If only you'd remember, dear, That “Gus” is not my name, J.C. Taste With Winter here we don't know whether to go to Florida for the fishing or to Chicago for the shooting. LITTLE WOMEN We now present a solo on the cardiascope entitled “My Heart beqged little Herbie, “Ask your mother, child; she married one,” retorted his parent. Stood Still." “What's a genius, paw pax “T didn't know mama had been married ti I who gets a chuckle out of that Herbie, dodging hix old man’s meat-hook. © thousand de cayed rubber bands to anybody one. AMB chops and pineapple. ! IWDGR PAYS $2 FOR PACH @NE PRINTHD. First Stupent—What are you talsing for that cold? “Whiskey and quinine.” “You better lay off that prescription—quinine is @ habit- farming drug.” comicbooks.com