Judge — May 17, 1930 — page 34: what you’re looking at

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“T REFUSE TO MINCE WORDS WITH YOU!” SNARLED THE STATESMAN Why should I wash my hands for supper? Ain't we gonna have sponge-cake? “T want to do something big and clean before I die!” announced the stripling. “O ub down the Bengal tigers,” growled the animal-trainer, curv- ing one into the sawdust. Pass me the Ceylonese tweezers, Sahib; there’s a Siamese ticinge in my shoulder, Some Class! Ne Ore Te \ Bek in 1870 Patrick O'Flaherty READ operated a hack line in) Missouri By APPONT MENT from a railroad station to a town som: fifteen miles inland. One morning about a dozen passengers presented themselves from the morning train from St. Louis. When they asked what the fare was to the end of his line, Pat told them so much first-class. so much nd-class and so much third-class. “But what's the differ- they chorused, And Pat re plied: “Oh, ye'll find out soon enough Their curiosity piqued, the passen gers took first, Second or third-class. got into the hack and were whisked away. After a few miles they came to x, rocky hill, up which the horses struggled until fi they balked Shoving on his brake, Pat called out to his passengers: “First passengers kape y'r seats, second-class passengers git out an’ walk, third-class passengers git out an’ push.” —Parurixper We haven't heard of the Crime Commission for so long that we sus: pect it has heen stolen. —N. Y. Evenino Post HOWARD LANCER PRINTING CO. INC. Jamaica. HT comicbooks.com