Judge — October 13, 1928 — page 19: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE Some Novel Numbers for Your Around season of year the ceiling falling into your beef broth, the plumbing crumbles up and disappears, and your worse half “Well, (or La the case 3 be), it is time we found another hovel.” Avery body out the tte ashes and ba- nana-peels from under the bed and loading them in cardboard cartons to take them to their new apartment. Mr. Simon Legree Anthony, that is the cruel but just overseer of the Jencr planta- tion, has appointed me as one of his more reliable toy around with the moving problem and boon-bringer to ure stupefied on how to outfit their new hide-away. Anybody that has a sturdy grandmother jittering around will not need to spend money on mov- ing men. Of course, it would not be humane to load a refrigerator or a concert grand on her shoul- says, Perry is sweeping serfs to act as a those whe Commuter’s Bripoge—John! der-blades, but) for such mere wisps as an armehair or a bureau they arg without peer. If the are inclined to be lazy or a shirk- er, a few fogs with the butt end of a whip will put them in good humor and they will skip up and down the stairs like colts, Once you are in your new flat, the first thing is to hang up your works of art, like your grammar- school diploma. Fi ingenious little machine for hang- ing up diplomas. ‘This ladder is arranged so t when you put pur foot on the top step, why, it a bell and the ladder folds up neatly and compactly without you bothering with it.” It is a good plan to have your wife near so she can cull the pieces of glass and shreds of diploma from your ears, For your housewarming, Mai- son Cooney, of has de Paris, New Nest bridge t reproduce Fig. 2. pose you have just taken your partner out in diamonds. She finesses through your ace and the game stands 44- 17 for the visitors, with Kornbloom volleying like mad. You simply lean back in your chair with a suppressed yawn and say I think I will go out and hands.” The sitive r instrument secreted under the ta ble hears these words, operates a and the table col- A great laugh-producer. 3, the Little Tot's Com- \ is what nobody who loves the patter of small chil- dren's feet should be without. If you are awakened about four in the morning by little Quentin's shrill cries, pick him out of the bassinet, pack him in the swing, and prance back to bed. He will start swinging and crying all the louder, till suddenly the bottom of the seat will open and little Quen tin will be surprised to land on his cute snub beezer. —PerneeMan Fig. 3 mechanism, Aren't you going to kiss me goo’bye? a comic!