Judge — February 15, 1930 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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Gas Maw Surprise! Vy Wen Harry “PHard-boiled” Phar- rison sat himself before his desk. there on top of the blotter was a blood- red box, shaped like a heart. Mr. Har- rison’s own heart skipped a few beats as he realized it was St. Valenti Day. Who in the world could have put it there? Nobody but his busi- ness-like seeretary, Miss Gainsbers, had access to his of golden h: arge baby-blue eyes. He had alway ht of her as a mere cog in the wheel, But now a great joy welled up within him, He picked up his telephone and spoke briskly to the office ma rer: “Increase all salesmen’s salaries on the first of the month. Reinstate Cummings, who was fired yesterday. Order new desks for the entire stuff. Close the office at five instead of tive- thirty until further notice.” Then he rang for Miss Gainsberg. and a few moments later her blonde er — Shirley.” “did you put this yn my desk?” “Yes, Mr. Harrison.” “Ts it for me ‘May T ope She nodded assent. As he lifted the cover from the box 1 red slip fluttered to the pet. There was a great tenderness in his eyes as he bent over and read the mes- that was typewritten on the slip: Sample of Boston Box Company's new candy container, per 1,000. ‘Terms cash, Use this blank for order.” —Artuur L. Lireaann The Phonetic Curse of an Aching Heart Yew may-duh me whah tie yam tuh- day, [ hoe pure sad-duss- fide. Yew durrag-gud-duh me dah-oon anda dah-oon nun-teel Thah solah we-thinnah me die-yud. Yew shad-terredee chan devery dur reaman, Yew fool-duli me furramuh that staht; An dall-though yew-rah nab-tah tur rue, May Gaie dul bubleshoo, That's thuh coy suv uh nay-keeng haht! —Siemenvo Spacvit “Harry, here comes your wife, an’ boy, what an armfull!” comicbooks.com