Judge — October 26, 1929 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE The Slacker “Sit down, Dunean,” said the as he ushered the frightened ior into the university office. es, sit,” said Duncan as he swallowed a lump. “Young man,” said the dean, “this interview hurts me more 4 than it hurts you. [had hoped f to make this conference unneces- | sary but your continued negli- gence demands a frank talk here | de: se| “LT have record for the past two years, my boy, and I find it incumbent upon me to tell you that football and study don't mix. You can’t serve two masters, my friend. Your en watching your ii allegiance can't be divided. For example, to start with your bad record, two autumns ago you | , Ota ot FRIEND, THE sHORT-sluNTED FATHER— wasted whole afternoons in the | “Listen, Hector, isn’t it time you were back at college?” library cramming Greek and al- gebra instead of appearing for football practice. Do you realize, young man, that you only scored two touchdowns during that en- tire season “During the fall of nineteen twenty-eight,” continued the « “the record shows that you muffed seven forward passes. missed eleven tackles and were down for a loss in sixty per cent of your end runs. This can't go on, young man, . ‘ 8 Duncan left his ATO RS. walked over to the de WODUL, & Ps NOTHING ELSE, “TM try my best toma he said. I'll be out on the field with the A FEW ARTICLES COMM. BYRD FORGOT TO afternoon, @ “Tomorrow YOUR TONIC GREAT, NOT _A SOSE. o e iy wer Arey co. DANDROF EIN TH OUR, MUSICIAN : : ; + anothe OUTFIT CRA AI rest of them, Give me another chance, sir. I'l good.” “I know it, my boy,” said the dean softly, “and I know we're all going to be very proud of you.” YOUR INSTRUMENT” B- —Antier L. Lirpaans Sounds Likely “When did they first get the idea of using busses for transpor- «@_ RAND RAPIDS BED Co. YouR HIGH POSTER BEDS WERE A BIG COMFORT DURING THE LONG WINTER NIGHT” “When Brigham Young went on his honeymoon.” Flo—Is your boy-friend a good driver? Mare—Is he? Why, he can drive with one hand tied behind me!