Judge, 1930-09-27 · page 34 of 36
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Duroble Fabrikoid tops. @Compoct, comfortable folding chairs to match. Sold at the Leading Department and Furniture Stores. LORRAINE METAL MFG. CO. 352—Fourth Avenue New York, N.Y. | says, “I do-not recognize ye | stands up The Best Time (Continued from page 19) worked for the him, surprised. “That's what the government thinks too, lady,” he says, “but I am sur- prised to sce a smart-looking babe like you being fooled like tha A gentleman sitting in back of us leaned over and says, “In case you do not know, there is a football me being played here, and I would be very much obliged if yeu would watch the game and not talk so much.” Jack looks at him and is all ready to lam him. This gum-drop has a feather stuck in his hat and a little football hanging from his coat and he is holding a big pennant in his hand. Of course, he’s got a fur coat on, “A college boy,” Jack cracks, wink- ing at me. “My, my. They shouldn't let boys like you in here to wateh such a rough game. Someone is le to xet hurt, and little boys like you is apt to faint. In fact, if you do not shut up I am liable to feint myself. Yet, I am liable to feint with my left and slug you with my right.” The college boy looks at I tell government,” Jack and r face, sir, but the coat looks familis “It is no relative of that shaggy beast you got wrapped around you,” Jack Snaps at him, “I think’ that come off one of those goats you see up in the Bronx. I'l have you know my coat is a thoroughbred. from a long line of imported b blooded animals.” It comes “Well, I would like to see someone come along now with a bit of catnip. That coat would probably jump right off you, Not so long ago that piece of upholstery was drinking milk out of a saucer.” I set to pop this fern dish when there is a yell from the crowd, Out on the field a little fellow has the ball and he is running down the field with the whole bunch after him. I am that seared. Those big Jack is now 4 | goofs will murder him if they catch him. “Drop the ball, dope.” I hol but the little radish keeps right on going, and he goes over the line for what they call a touchdown. A chorus boy in a white sweater and hollers: “Come on, Let's give him a locomo- ory eve rybody. tive “This is a great game,” “A guy makes a long run ; want to give him a locomotive. What a college boy do with a locomo- Better at least they should give him the dining car or maybe a meal ticket for a week.” Then the teams line up and one of the players kicks the ball. Another catches it and runs down the field. What they didn’t do to him! The tive beating that Tom Heeney took offa Gene Tooney was a love tap compared with what this kid gathered. Maybe I am crazy,” Jack s: “but did you see that gu suppose if someone hit him on the head with a club he would shriek with laughter and if somebody blew off a pineapple under his chair I suppose he would laugh his head off.” The prohibition agent shudders, “Do not talk of pineapples,” he says. “Why? I “Well, lady,” he says, “I used to be in the pineapple business out in Chi- cago, but [I guéss I was never cut out to be a farmer.” “LT could never go in a big way for a farmer,” I crack, “But if one of these here football players should happen along I think I would fore: my phone number on him.” sten, Babe (Jack always. calls me Babe), do not waste your time with no football players,” Jack says. “Stick to me and some day I am going to make you very happy.” I could only blush and says, “Oh. Jack.” So then we went home and on the way I asked Jack, I asked him, what did you mean when you s some day’ you was going to make mv The "TD just meant, Babe, that I know how much you like strawberry and some night I am going to buy you a whole gallon ice cream just for yourself.” But, Mamie, I know what he really meant nd it won't be long now be tting a card from ying, “Hav . Wish you was here k sends his love.” Because I am just cu-razy about Jack and when ever we go out we have the Best Time —Qventix RevNonns Prosrem Picture Which came first—the chicken or the egg? comicbooks.com