Judge — August 2, 1930 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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

JUDGE WHAT A DARLING SOCK IN THE PU FUSSED THE FLUTTER-BUDGETS And then, of course, there was that protected cove up in Labrador which had been born with a silver sloop in its mouth, “Let me get this straight,” pondered the ambulance chaser. “You want me to sue your boss?” “Yeah,” puffed the plumber, “I dream about my work all night, and when I ask him for overtime he laughs at me!” Let's go out spooning on the porch, Matilda; yeah, spooning ice- cream out of bores. MY NAME IS ON E ERY LIP, BOASTED JOE, THE EXPLORER You mean to tell me you've had that schnauzer three weeks and you still let him schnauz in the house? “Pardon me, but you're walking with one foot in the gutter,” fussed Mrs. Dismukes. “Well, I swan, so I am—I thought I was lame!” fluttered Green Pill Dan, twisting his key-rag bashfully. comicbooks.com