Judge — December 14, 1929 — page 33: what you’re looking at

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le Stam NIM | BAAS Open for Inspection (Continued from page 19) McGee resentfully, when we had gained the hall, “He's just sorchead. Come on back—you didn’t get the vi and that’s the best thing in the place.” I finally dissuaded hin with Mr. O'Connor's baleful dible from his bailiw sped to Seven-D. nw this suite,” confided Mr. Me- “is the biggest bargain we've Wait'll you sce the refri sixty ice cubes in an hour.” by his own enthusiasm, he whipped open the door, still talking volubly. There followed an old was a pream, I said timidly. someone in here, “Listen,” said Mr. McGee, regard- ing me with his hands on his hips. “You're with me What I say here, goes. After you.” A little girl, frilled and ruffled, met us at the threshold of the dining room. She regarded us gravely for a mo- went, then turned and shrilled, “It’s the janitor, ma-mah, and another mar Superintendent,” corrected Mr. McGee, flushing slightly in the ears. “What?” ried despairingly. “Not The gush bath-tub Gee, whose feminine voic a-ygain, dearie? f water running out of a ched our ears, Mr. Me- forebéars were plainly tra 1. blazers and men of action, strode to the door and raised his voi “Hate to disturb you, and all th Mrs. Alger, but I've got a party here to look the place over. Can't you wrap up in a bath-robe, or something, sort » I can not,” cried the holding a beat of tears. “IL wish to goodness I could have about half an hour a day to myself in this—" “Sure.” said Mr. Me€ at me. voice, . winking “1 know how you feel, Mrs. Alger, but you know what it says in the lease.” “He's winking, ma-mah.” cried the little girl, startli ne. “He's wink- ing at the other man.” I back off. “Really.” [ said, we'd better put this off. back later.” When the little girl had slammed the door behind us, I touched my moist face with my handkerchief. Mr. McGee lapsed into a moody si lence as we dropped swiftly. “What was that, in the lease, that you men- tioned?" I inquired, strained pause. VIL come ‘Why, this paragraft here.” he e plaine d, producing a thumbed lease See? It just says you've got to let us know, six months ahead. if you're not going to renew that the premises must be open for your lease, and | after a rather | inspection during that time, —Pro- | tects you “T see door. protects us. See I said, edging t Keeps the ards the place filled up. ch ssured Mr. “Come Just one big family,” MeGee, pocketing the back tomorrow- Five-B.” haven't you'd go nuts over a doubt of it,” [said and fled down the street to renew the lease on my hall bedroom. sincerely —Srtantey Jones And Sand Farm waste will be the future source of motor fuel, says a research chemist. The problem, of course, is to de nit carburetor which will digest spinach. -Detnorr News A scientist says that oysters have no feelings, no brains Another school of tho t, however, hold that the bivalves have a’ grim foreboding on hearing a cork removed from a bottle of stout. ind no voice, —Passine Siow Tue Circus Fat Girt enjoys a change of heart and size — thanks to the Graybar Stimulator, (Apvr.) at | HOTEL HERMAN IN THE MEART OF THE LOOP WITH NEW GARAGE FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE 1700 ROOMS SINGLE $9 50 BATH $239 Per Day DOUBLE ROOM WITH 1BATHH $4 Per Day and up RANDOLDr CLARK HEALTH this Christmas: to operate. mass. gifts for’mostany man or woman! ‘The coupon is for your convenience: Graybar Fl raybar Bldg., New York, Goes ift List. But first, 1 want details! Name Address, comicbooks.com