Judge — August 10, 1929 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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¢ “Well, I'M be darned | Some hand! Say, Bill, speaking of clubs reminds me of something I've been meaning to tell ya. 1 | got an eagle at the Club Sunday. The little girl who always broke her playthings! ; Yep, agle, and it’s attested!” } ' “Great work, Ed. You always and with a fast I poked — chance of slicing, see, but that’s could keep the old Dunlop on the — my drive about yards down how I had it figgered: all or noth | - straight and narrow. Well, when the middle, Bill, straight as adie, — in’ . | ‘ I saw those ten clubs and a single- — and——" “Five clubs 1 said, Ed, and i] ton ace, I decided to bid a three- You got an eagle, Ed? Well, — Hymie doubles like a flash. Sol club shutout. But right away — well, well. Great stuff and Joe pass and—redouble,’ I is Joc—Joe was the dealer—Joe bid here club hand, Ed. s without batting an eye. I ie three spades and When Joe bid three spades, I had ‘em, see, and— y ¥ Well, this here eagle, — five clubs. Just like that— “Probably you think I'm ex- | 7 Bill—I got this eagle at the thir- clubs!" I aggerating, Bill, but my second } teenth. You know the thirteenth, nothin’ ——" carried the trap to the left of the | don’t you? Sure you do. A 517 “Same here, Bill, So on my see- green, hit a rock and kicked up to yard par five, pretty well trapped ond I took a brassie, takin’ a about a foot from the pin——” | “Hymie led a dis I cracked down with my ‘ ace, led out trump, then § “Oh, Yea?” “Hello, Ed. How you bee “Pretty good, Bill—and you?” “Oh, so-so. Joe and Hymie and Sol dropped in for a session with the tickets last night.” “Bridge? “Yea, bridge. And wait'll I tell a hand I had, Ed. We three in a row, see, so Hymie said to let's have a goulash. Well, Joe dealt ‘em and we all pick up our cards, kind of won- dering what we'll get. Well, I took one look and like to have dropped de Now listen to this! A singleton ace of diamonds, two small spades and ten clubs. TEN CLUBS!" “Fine state of affairs, this is! JUDGE I’m so troubled with insomnia I can’t sleep a wink.” I’ve got sleeping sickness, but “Doc F studied the lay a sec., then stepped up to her and dropped her for an eagle three.” “Is that se Bet you felt like a million, Ed. That's how [I felt when I milked the last trump against me and laid down my nd. ‘Take the two spades,’ I » ‘the rest doubled and redoubled, five [ made.” “Well, Bill, I gotta run along. Them twelve hearts musta looked sweet, all right. Some hand!" “TI gotta go too, Ed. That birdie of yours on the eighteenth must have made you feel like a brand new father, all right—all right. Well, so long, old-timer.” So long." _ aw, Kwsonr Ed, comicbooks.com