Judge — February 1, 1930 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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a ee “Don’t duck under, deur. Walk right through; we're going out.” Mass Production on Parnassus Beneath an oak, or sycamore, Or eucalyptus, elm or lime (My choice of tree will always be Dependent on some future rhyme.) Beneath its leaves there stood a deer, Or elk, or buck, or fawn, or doc (There's one or two which ought to do, Although as yet I cannot know.) It gazed upon the distant vale, Peered heavenward, looked far away I cannot choose which phrase to use Until I know what next to say.) A hunter shot it through the heart, The tail, the kidney or the eye (The organ that received the shot, Can be decided by and by.) O moribund buck! fawn! Expiring elk or doe done dirt! (And if at that, the metre’s flat, To add “Alas!” will never hurt.) O fear-fraught Beneath a eucalyptus tree, His eyes upon the distant vale, An elk there stood most gracefully, Till hunters shot him through the tail. Expiring elk! I saw thee pass From pulsing life to death. —A. Paut J. De You can’t make very the road to ruin nowa is terrible. good time on —the traffic Modern Version—Spare the rod and spoil the hold-up. JUDGE Just Force of Habit “Eighty-five cents, sir.” 1 mean a dollar and eighty-five cents.” “No, sir. Just eighty-five. Fifteen cents for the first quarter of a mile and five cents for each additional quarter. And I only brought you from - “Never mind that, drive: read, and it’s a dollar eighty “Well, mister, I don’t like to arg So if you want it that the dollar as a tip. But eig “Hey, Jerry, things?” all you owe me.” “See here, my man, if there's any question about it, you can take it up later. y 1 owe you a dollar cighty-five without the tip.” “O. K., mister. But it only reads cighty-five.” “You must be blind, driver! There One dollar eighty- s that don't » those figure Say, what business are you in? “I read meters for the gas com- pany.” —Curt Jounson comicbooks.com