Judge — November 3, 1928 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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In My Bouquet of Seaweed Memories During my time when Uncle Fagin has not been send- ing me out with the Artful Dodger to steal handkerchiefs | have been building up a museum of differ- ent kinds of seaweed or kelp and A creel is really an old telephone bulb stuffed with raisins, but I have shelled the raisins and it inakes a good pouch for my speci- mens. [have three in all and am writing this essay so if I win the spare saving them in my ereel. out first prize of ten dollars I will buy myself an Indian outfit and scalp ‘Thornton Wilder. My first’ specimen is called President Polk, and it is the one on the left above. This lovely fraction of “the weed,” weed smokers are prone to term it, was the gift of a man named as sea- JUDGE Wolf that he used to live near us on Evans Street. Wolf did not a telephone in his house, so called” him ny brother Patsy er to fetch him. Wolf used to sleep late mornings on account of he worked nights scanning bridgework in the mouths of high-bred Sealyhams. He often used to say merely joke that his work was picking dental flaws and [ used to answer that maybe it was better to Tet sleeping dogs lie. People who were present at the time going to vaudeville shows, they could hear us free. But anyw to get back to Patsy and Wolf. So one morning every on the “phor would be sent o time one ave up pecause when Patsy went over to call him he got mad—I mean he . only dogs get —and he hit Patsy over the head with a baked apple. This shows what happens to little boys that they ery Wolf too oft It is a good specimen 1, and has often been lauded by expert landers. seaweed- The second picture is a hand painting by Leslie Thrasher, of my musical seaweed that I have named Walt Whitman, after the jolly if somewhat stout bands- man as he, too, is musically in- Fig. 3 clined. want, Clown, want to he “Blue S| say in a loud voic what ‘Blue Shadows’ or ‘Pickin’ Cotton’ sounds like." Walt will immediately oblige with “Laugh, (Continued on page 2+) Walt plays and y tune you “Laugh, ppose you ickin’ Cotton” or All you do is “1 wonder adows. was an eyesore. comicbooks.com