Judge — November 9, 1929 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE Polyps Do Not an Island Make Four solemn, — distinguished- looking gentlemen, wearing the conventional pith helmets of the tropics, sat round a rn r table in the directors’ room of the Coral Gift Company, Inc. On the center of the table lay a small coral branch, The directors drew mosquito netting around their faces, puffed on 50-cent josh sticks, in deep thought, and said nothing. At last the president opened a smnall hole in his netting and said: “Gentlemen of the Coral Gift Company, we are here to discuss the sales policy of our company and make adequate dispensation of the coral island which we have recently acquired... . What is your pleasure, gentleme “Mine's holding hands in a rumble seat!” exclaimed the vice- president, enthusiastically. The president scowled through his netting and, clearing his throat, said: “I think you un- derstand what I mean, fellows— hall we do with our coral the m asked the si “Then we could get in any of night we wanted “No, Mathews,” said the treas- urer, officiously. think we should grind our island up into coral beads.” The president where we differ. grindi time Pa said: “That's I'm in favor of x only half the island into coral beads, and using the other tennis half for a hotel and at the hell is co: ked the vice g the piece through his magnifying glass. The secretary said: “As I un- derstand it, a lot of el. small zoophytes died a million years ago and deposited their shells in a pile on the ocean floor.” “Been a joke if they'd died be- fore making their deposit,” said the treasurer, laughin The president said: “Then the estate would have reverted back to the widow.” “Yes,” admitted the vice-presi- dent, “but suppose, meantime, she'd been made into a brooch for some lady's shirtwais The treasurer pushed his pith helmet back on his head and said: “If all those polyps hadn't just happened to have died in a stack, Bermuda would be scattered all over the bottom of the Atlantic.” “When they got taken sick they probably all decided to hurry up and get in a big heap before it was too late,” volunteered the president. The vice-president said: “Be- lieve me, fellows, if I got taken ick the last thing in the world thinking about would be myself up into a reef so could) come South and a vacation on my remains.” ou bet, Hurley. The first thing I do is take an aspirin tablet and phone for a pretty nurse.” The secretary said: “Yes, but don’t forget these here polyps lived at the bottom of the ocean ¢ telephone connections nini “T met a nurse under water at Atlantic City last summer,” said the treasurer, blushing through | his mosquito ‘netting. “I know | (Continued on page 29) | 16 | SE comicbooks.com