Judge — January 12, 1929 — page 19: what you’re looking at

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

# JUDGE Mrs, Fartums—That’s the husband of the new Congress-woman! Mrs. Suimmums—IWho was he before he married? A Lead Pencil Cinch Every once in a while I hit upon an idea that will make a million for somebody, an idea that is just waiting to yield big divi- dends to the right party. If I weren't si hustling poetry p right out and organize a company to put this thing over. But I’ve got to stand by the meter ma- chines and can't let the factory remain idle, busy with my t I would go My mental nugget is this: To manufacture flavored pencils so that chronic pencil chewers can get some enjoyment out of their nervous habit. Too long have the pencil chewers of America gnawed on tasteless wood. The time has come to think of these souls, and my merchandising method will prove a boon for them, To give you some idea of the wide market for flavored pencils, Portable filing cabinet for man about town. An easy, accessible index for all your night-club and speak-easy cards. just think of the followir For stenographers: Vanilla and chocolate flavored wood with pos- sibly a dash of pistachio, For school children: Licorice and peppermint flavored pencils. For two-fisted He-Men: Popu- lar chewing tobacco flavors. in tough, seasoned woods. For bronchial sufferers: Men- thol and cough drop flavors. For onion eaters: Highly fla- vored mint pencils. For the bibulous: Gin, Scotch and rye flavors. I could continue indefinitely, for the uses of a flavored pencil are endless. Go ahead. Form your company. Invest $200,000 in a plant and advertising. Hire salesmen. And if. you haven't gotten your money back by the end of the first year, don’t bother to look for me. I'll probably be in Samoa or Australia by ‘that time. —Artuvr L. Lippmann comicbooks.com