Judge — March 9, 1929 — page 27: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE pur mother took us to | @ a doctor named Voohees or Kell- / ner and he snipped Paul Left- | wich off with a pair of his wife's manicure scissors. Paul Leftwich now changed his name to uin and tb ] house-painter, but he soon tired o | that and turned strip cartoonist | and did a number of cuts which rd no attention whatsoeve For the benefit of those of my cli- entele that is too stupid to know what a strip cartoonist is, why he is an artist that they fire off a rod and all the artists start un- dressing and sketching pictures at the same time. The first one undressed wins the baby doll. Paul Gauguin finally went in the | ] ) | eloth-shrinking game and shrank | until he disappeared. | All this time Paul Rightwich ] and I was going around together shoulder to shoulder, so to speak. When the time came for us to re- ceive the higher education, my brother wanted to go to Princeton | on account of our father had gone there, but I was a Yale hopeful because that where our mother Pp | had matriculated. So she took us to the doctor again who by now had changed his name to Schult- hess and was still dissatisfied. He got out the shears once more and in a trice we were cleft in twain. r My brother changed his name to jad Poiret and diced in obscurity in a government warehouse where he fell in a demijohn whilst sam- pling some liquids. me ey et- ppt ras | er, | As for the chronicler of these events, why he was the only suc- cessful member of the trio, gradu- ating from Bellairs without hon- ors, When the war broke out he ras nowhere to be found, and his- ns often trace America’s de- in the war to this root. It is thought that he changed his name to Chas. Coin because he turned up like a bad penny some years later in Hartford on a dappled piebald, looking very dapper. | Whatever happened to him we ¥ will not soon forget our gay com- , rade with the dreaming eves that stood knee-deep with us in the inud of the trenches—back in the old days when we worked for the sewer department. Moturn—Horwe Lester's carriage has improved since we gave him a pair of military brushes for his birthday! i in! } —Prrreeman | comicbooks.com