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JUDGE News From the Summer Resorts Timer guests from The Lake Lizard Inn spent an open-air week-end on the Public Golf Course waiting for a chance to tee off. According to an unconfirmed rumor from The Mammoth Mountain House, three guests sat through the sacred concert last Sunday night, Old-timers in this section claim the figure is grossly exaggerated. The Single Men's Baseball ‘Team apparently defeated the Married Men's Nine at Mrs. Bomson’s Boarding House yesterday, At the time of going to press, accountants were still figuring the score which up to then stood as fol- lows: Single Men, 261 runs; Married Men, 128 runs. 579 guests at the expensive Hotel Costmore-in-the-Pines were greatly sad- dened last week to learn that it also was cool in town. Postmaster Clem Skivers, of Cameron Corners, bought a French-English die- tionary last week so he could read the post eards being mailed from Madame Lacoste’s French Boarding House up the lake. Motoreyele Patrolman Johnson of Gallowsberg, who overtook 24 limousines last Sunday, was observed early Monday morning buyin —Antice L. Lirpaann State Cor (to applicant for dri ver’s license)—Now, show me hor good you are at one-arm driving. Big Money in Writing Db’ you want to make big money? Writing is few min utes’ work may mean thousands! “Bud” MeGargle made $743 in one afternoon; a few blank checks and a stub pen did the trick. “Weasel” Smilch did even better. He cashed in two thousand dollars one morning merely by making a few simple marks on a piece of paper. “L shall never forget how much your course did for me,” writes Win- nie Borogroves from her suite in the Plaza-Plaza of Omaha. “When I think of all the hot hours I used to spend at the waffle-counter in’ the Humperdincks Café, it all seems like a horrible dream. “And then I answered your ad- vertisement about big = money in writing. I never imagined it was so simple. In the next two weeks I had earned more than I had mz in one wh var baking watles. too much for your course, and the best part of my new work is that it requires travel. Some- time when [am in your neighborhood, I'll drop in and see you Scores of letters like these are in our files. Some of the most sought after people in the country are our graduates, and they owe virtu: Weary student squirts water pistol (A), into flower pot (B), causing of their prominence to the Ze flower (C) to grow and tip teeter (D), thus rolling marbles (EFGHIJ&K) Ahead School of Writing. For the into tube (L) which spills them in quick succession on bell (M), bringing complete course of ten easy lessons, a room-mate (N) to door (O) which he opens with vigor enough to jab cake bottle of ink, and twelve assorted steel of ice (Q) with row of ice picks (P) and drop chipped ice into funnel (R) pens, send $10—cash, no checks! and thence to pan (S) where he may reach it at his leisure. —Roy H. Fricxen Lapor-Savinc Devices ror Tineo Cottrctans—Tue Ice-Cuoprer 18 comicbooks.com