Judge — March 29, 1930 — page 21: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE Button, Button It’s hard for a collegian to keep his shirt these days. If it) isn’t) the Jaundry’s mistake it’s his roommate's. We read: “Senate to Burn Midnight Oil.” Pretty soon they'll be going without garters and writing home for noney. You hardly ever hear sopranos practising any more, except over the radio. And inasmuch as they search cars coming out of Florida for the medtly, why don’t they search cars coming | out of New Jersey for the mosquito? One reason it's so difficult. to get a conviction in a prohibition case is | that the whole jury is waiting to let | him who is without gin cast the first iH stone, Prusnen—Your new tub is O..K., ma’am. I’m just trying it out. Portrait of an Actor Qrowry and creakingly the Great Hugo shuffled out from the wings. Like one in a daze he stood blinking out at the sea of white faces. His 7 rheumy eyes peering, half in suppli- me. ea ds, Bp ipst cation and half in senile weariness Racy Villee's Gertrude Sderfos The orchestra started a Viennese Megaphone. i waltz, Ah, sweet memories! His old $s pulses tingled at the laughing lilts yy hidden in cach bar, With a sudden snort of energy he turned and went over to the table where his props lay. The music came faster. His first trick—sensational plate-balaneing. A faint patter of applause was his re- ward. Anger seized him. Fools that they were. Little they knew that this was the Sensation Extraordinaire di- rect from the Winter Garden, Berlin. Now a little man in full dress was making an announcement. ind gents, the Great Hugo will 1 juggle six balls at once with the end of his nose! !” >. Faster, drums! — Faster! The ies) myriad spheres rose and fell. With c a crash the orchestra ended on a loud chord. ‘Thunderous applause broke out. “So they came to life at last, the dolts”—with deep scorn in his eyes Hugo bowed left and right and then waddled his huge bulk offs Ce ngressional Bottle Opener. Simmy Walkers | Traveling Bag. His attendant was waiting in the wings to greet him. A harsh voice spoke; it was the little announce Etna Se Vincent Milleys| 1 | “Cut down on his supper, Sam! a” | Herring has gone up 15e a pound. Condke. I wish to Heaven I'd never broken up that dog act. This punk seal thinks = every day is —R. Deane Museum Pieces of 2000 A.D. 19 comicbooks.com