Judge — May 3, 1930 — page 21: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE The sky-writer who stuttered. Anything to Help a Pal As the crowd started gathering Thad a feeling of uneasiness. Suppose it was some member of my family or « friend! A score of excited voices v s that bellowed wi idvice. ‘Then my iy thre as | hoarsely: “It's Oscar MeYittz! t friends! He'd proud of that new car. So certain no hard luck would befall him. And now Oscar was in there, perhaps trapped in that car, with a wild mob milling One of my be Poor old Oscar, heen so round, I plunged into the crowd, Elbowed, shoved and battered my way forward. ‘Two men resented my rush and hurled me back. “I'm a friend of his, don't you un- derstand? [ve got to get to him!” I They nodded and let- me Still the crowd was yelling sped. through. ling around. The fools! Why didn't they mind their own: Vd help ‘old Ose If strength and wind held out! At last I was through that mob. I could) see Osear’s pale drawn, ‘Thank goodness, though, was in time! “Oscar! Ossie!” I shouted. “Pull her over this w Now, for- ward about a foo! ‘Twist her back once more, now!... ‘That's fine! .. . Now pull the wheel over to the right ts far as you can, and I think you'll make it all right airs? only my face, . ee If you ask me, it’s about time Mr. Hoover appointed a commission to suggest a remedy for the epidemic of vagabond sor As a matter of fact, congressmen don't drink. get that impression be CFTR, / Watch the Ads for It “H™ chief! You said a few days ago that we onght to quit try- ing to sell scissors be women weren't making their own clothes any more and the market was dropping!” “W about it?” ae sy. real ad campaign with! letter that just wealth, fame t something to bang over a Listen to this came in: “DT have nd prestige, which I never could have achieved without the aid of your Model A-356 long-blide scissors! And it’s signed by... we prominent society won “No! newspaper try!” One of the most prominent columnists in’ the coun- Someone is going to cross a grape- fruit with a watermelon one of thes days, and then there’ ll be some real Curr Joussox “Thar’s gold in them mountains!”