Judge — March 8, 1930 — page 19: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE Ignored Invitations “Vy e’ne counting on your joining us next Sunday morning at six- thirty sharp for a glorious, tingling hike through the country. Each one will bring lunch and a forked stick for reptile snaring, as there are many interesting copperheads and rattlers in the section we are going to traverse. Chief Monroe Blacksign (who is head counsellor at the boys’ camp) will lead the hike. We'll meet at the ferry station and walk 21 miles to the foot of Bald Eagle Mountain. Then we'll climb two thousand feet to the summit and there have lunch. After grub, we'll hunt for snakes the rocks. In the late afternoon we'll scramble down the mountain and hike 19 miles to the old red mill. Then, tired but happy, we'll examine our un captives. We'll end a per- by singing old-fashioned songs as the 10.20 train carries our care-free crew back to town. You must come! Remember, 6.30 A. M. at the ferry. —Artuur L, Lippmann And just look at that swell view of the river! .Wanted—A Fighting Man Tite great polar explorer was look- ing for new fields to conquer. From somewhere had come the report of a savage tribe living far, far to the north, a tribe which civilization had never reached and which no white man had ever seen. Now he was interviewing a possible istant for the great enterprise. understand the danger in- volved?" he asked. The man before him, a big, tall, husky chap, nodded. “You understand,” the explorer added, “that on this expedition you will be at the risk of your life. The natives there are equipped with rude nd barbaric but none the less efficient weapons. We may have to fight our way through slashing clubs and cut- iz steel. It will be cold, bitterly cold up there, with glare ice on all sides of us. We may meet with disas- ter after disaster. I'll need a fighting man, a man who can stand up with the best of them.” “Tchtk, tehtk, tehtk,” the applicant responded, “Do you think you can stand it?” the explorer asked. big man smiled. iy," he said, “I played profes- sional hockey for six months!” —Antiur SitverBLatt comicbooks.com