Judge — July 13, 1929 — page 22: what you’re looking at

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Finst Castaway In 1939 The night was black as ink. Waves thundered rock-bound coast and ravenously up into the secret cove as though to snatch the burdens from the men who toiled at un loading the launch, These grim and taciturn desperados worked with one hand ever reaching to- ward a coat pocket where an ominous bulge promised death to any who dared interrupt their arious labor. “If a revenooer ves in sight, let ‘im have it! snapped Murder Mouth Gyp. Eight bullet-shaped heads nod ded fierce approval of the com against the reached The launch, lightened at last of its ilish load, slipped leopard - like into the water. Around the bales and crates on Murder Mouth A step was t. Twelve vere stabbed shore crowded and his moth heard in the sawed-off shot in the direction of the noise. What was that! A Federal offi- cer? = “It's Spud, the Murder rasping sighs of relicf hissed off Mouth, and Blood.” Now then, old man, I can tell you about my operation! seventeen into the hellish blackness. Spud— And month re y'are, Spud ty-two volumes Progress. by the —Pace The voice sank to a thrilling whisper. a of Pil- banned Boston censors!" All safe. raucous Ernst said And can anyone tell me what the Land of Nod is Pupil—Sure, that's where the yes men come from, Teacher Then there is the henpec married man, whose wife ma him sit in the run » seat because his indigestion was so bad! The uncle who is used to dogs, is left to mind the baby.