Judge — May 17, 1930 — page 26: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

JUDGE SQUIRREL-MAN OF SKM(HSKI, RUSSIA, HAS LIVED FoR FIFTY YEARS INAN OAK “TREE NEAR THE KREMLIN. SHE PASSES HiS “TIME WATCHING Fore NUTS. Siem the top oS Alt. Oomph in Dasmania one care see sunrise and sunset at the same Ctrime Abe Little Pig with the Corkicren, tail belongin Pops Heideick of Rhewms, France 1s used to open. —— Champagne Bottles. LaTaverre WALSINGHAM WAS BORN IN A COAL MINE NEAR MAWCHUNK PA, IN (G0y Wits A UO WATT ELECTRIC UéHT BULB ON “HE END OF HIS NOSE WE HAS NEVER SEEN DAYLIGHT, Prophecy It’s coming. Yes, it's coming slowly, but it's on air will be full of dark whis- Strange signs will convey secret pings. Doors will be locked. Men will be forbidden to enter rooms in their own homes. Men’s purses will be emptied to pay tribute. Women and children will Le crushed by mad throngs. Small children will wait anxiously, hoping against hope. Yes, Christmas is coming. Saturday Night Who remembers the old days when people used to wait until Saturday night to take a bath? Or to take a drink? He laughed when I sat down to play, but he quit when I trumped his ace. Tkzowen Murcuk , Te 5 The Better Racket “[Eses, Spike sus wot wa time I was in s parole y'know Gashouse ¢ cellmate de las’ He got out on ss” wee Well, wot am I supposed to do, clasp me mitts an’ register , Gus used to be a foist-class vault-an’-safe man.” “Y'mean take him in wit’ us? Make him one o' de gang? Not a chance, cully! We got a sweet racket an’ we aint lettin’ no other ex-cons muscle in, see? ‘Yeah, but he just got out, an’ he’s a willin’ guy an’. .” “Blooey! He walks out on parole, an’ T hadda climb over a wall wit’ ine gun lead rippin’ me shirt! I doped out dis racket an it up an’ I'm gonna keep it, We could use a good yegg, Spike. An’ Gus is a good inside man.” : doin’, I said! I know dis “he aint cut out for dis woik, you was only a cheap dip yer- 1 wasn't so hot on stick-ups before we hit dis big racket! An’ Gus swell police record s a good killer an’. “Lissen: It aint no use toutin’ dat mug’s stock, see? He don’t cut in dis racket o' ours. Wot does he know about it? You an’ me has built up big names wit’ Mencken * dem fellers. But wot does Gus k it writin’ ex-crook short stories, hu “Well, here’s how!” comicbooks.com