Judge — January 11, 1930 — page 19: what you’re looking at

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Another Tale of Two Cities “It's a far, far better thing that I do now than I have ever done... .” I looked up from my ma “And it's a which I go than far better } have ever been. I didn’t say anything, be ers who speak in the smoking compartments of ns are cither salesmen or card sharks or Sinclair I ton's the name—Sydney Car- ton,” the stranger said. And, as I couldn't discourage him, I listened to him, “Ever been in| New York?" he asked. I nodded. “'S'hell of a town.” I nodded. Either you think it is, or you think it isn't—and nobody can ever convince you that it is neither one nor the other. “Been in Chicago?” I nodded: “Surely,” I said. “Do you happen to know a girl there by JUDGE Foul Verse The Homing Pigeon The subject of this artless pome Sa bird that knows when it's time to go home A mild, cuous rel n Practised by the Homing Pi ‘on. No poker games with deuces wild Can lure this virtue-ridden child; No skirt, no tinseled udy beauty Can swerve him from the path of duty. —Gronce Mirenen. the name of Anderson?” “No, 'S'hell of a town.” I thought of the girl named Ander son for a while. “What's your line?” Mr. Carton wanted to know my line. “Mine? I gencrally tell them that I'm lonesome. . . . “No, no... . I mean, your racket.” “Oh, a little bit of thi replied. “Nothing id that,” 1 finite n you're a New Yorker.” ughed. "s yours?” asked. " he hesitated, “I’m an ex- “A gunman.” I picked up my copy of Health and Huygiene for AU. He muse going to, an¢ to do...” “It’s a good place I'm a good thing I'm going I fumbled the pages. “I'm going to be a prohibition in Washington.” —Davin S. Leuman WE DON’T WANT ANY LOOSE ENDS HERE, FLAYED PROFESSOR PRATT Will you have a lick of the tar-brush? icebox. “Mussolini!” came the pay-off. Neat wi I think there’s some left over from last night's dinner in the Number 3456674 of the Teacher-Johnny series: “And who commanded the sun to stand still, Freddy?” demanded Miss Nemesis. k, Paul Re illy and Arthur Lippmann in a popular song cycle entitled “When You and I Were Young, McKee.” comicbooks.com