Judge — June 7, 1930 — page 21: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE St. Peten—IWhat's all this nonsense? Oxp-Timen—That’s the newly-arrived aviator doing some ¢ An Eight-Man Crew A slight breeze wafts across the pic- ing co-eds, cheering collegians— nlookers—they’re about to start— r Is a perfect turesque se ie a hush falls over the the long t is at hand. The participants give each other words of encourage- t—they take their places—the timer is all set—the ks—a blinding flash—a deafening roar—they'ré o ight straining bodies surge forward—eight grim- visaged men breathe deeply—the trim craft vibrates and plunges ahead—what rhythm! what power !—a long crystal stream of water streaks in its wake—the stripped craft fairly skims along—suddenly, there is a cough—num- ber four is missing!—the smooth precision is gone—the men groan—there is a gasp—number four has cracked!—with a tremble , - the craft brakes to a faltering halt— a collegian jumps out and lifts. the hood: “I told you fellows it was that spark plug and not the timer that was missing!” ed mome —Jimaay Watrovs Had It Bad A crash usually cures the average person from stock gambling, but it took an investigation to discourage Bishop Cannon. Teacner—What is meant by “shin- ing raiment Wittie—. blue serge suit. Governmental extravagance will continue so long as it is true that the Congressman who brings home the bacon is the one who brings home the pork. With only 13 cards in a hand it’s simply amazing how many dumb plays some bridge players can make. Europe or Co Ignored Invitations ue Back Lots Baseball Lea dially invites you to umpire next Saturday's game between the Gas House Gophers and the Waterfront Weasels. Bill Clay, regular umpire, is recovering from injuries received during last week’s game and Jed Smythe, substitute umpire, is still in the hospital as a result of his calling a third strike on Jim Jones of the Tigers. But you tation in a d have no hesi- pting the invitation, A special policeman will guard you from the moment you ery “Play ball!” until the last man is put out. No soda water will be sold during the game, so there is little to fear from flying pop bottles. Be sure to wear blue suit, head, chest and knee guards. starts at 2.P. M. Game —Articr L. Lippmann putside loops. dentegmae Savesmax—Hmmmm! Hor about a piccolo, Mr. Brackenavitch? Where you going this summer?” “I’ve got ten yards to go here yet. Then I'll tell you if it’s ney Island.” 19 comicbooks.com