Judge — September 1, 1928 — page 25: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE | he must have been out with a blonde the night before, and t of course the jig way up. ‘The horse was court-martialed | and shot subsequently. He was a very nice horse, I understand from friends. Or shirts, ANY FRENCH PITCHERS IN THAT THERE Bé GAC DEMANDED THE CUSTOMS OFFICER »f my fondest courses at 1s ironing pleated bosom though it took an iron nerve to withstand the plaintive pleatings of the shirts going through the mang T still have several pleated — bosom — shirts stuffed and mounted in my study as I write. In August, 1914, however, Germany declared war on Latvia for the third time, and I was called to the collars. The rest of my. stor. When Francie returned from Ben's apartment, she told me that she had just received a notice to is brief. renew the dog's license, Realiz ing her perfidy, I consented to give Francie her freedom. ‘The | next afternoon we motored out to Z, , Woodmansten and were divorced “4! by Vincent Lopez. I now have a good job in the Water Depart- ment and no longer need fear the hydrant-headed monster of Jeal ousy. And to think that a fuzzy little wire-haired wombat first What has become of the little ventilation holes they used to hore in derbies? I guess they took the air—ha, ha, ha! “How did you like that impersonation of you I gave?” asked Ethe Janis, “Well, dearie, I tell you,” replied Elsie Barrymore, “one of us is lousy!” Oh, Mr. Sweeney, come quick, our hen just laid an egg! or Imbrie, College. The dean of Hegemuth was a man whose name at the time was Fralick, but he is since married and is now called Riordan, Well, Dean Fralick, or Riordan, owned an old horse and all his bones were visible through his skin; that is, the horse’s bones. What I> mean is the horse's bones were visible through his own skin, not Dean Frali horse. Well, went on, the Dean got to resemble the horse so much that nobody could tell them apart. After the Dean died, the horse naturally took his place, and nobody ever knew the differ- ence, as deans and horses are sis- ters under their skin. But one day the student who attended the He was a very bo it seems as time university noticed a wisp of hay on the horse's coat and made a Avtuorn—Quick, doar, bring my heliotrope typewriter! I jesting remark to the effect that have to kill off the hero’s dear old granny. —— J comicbooks.com