Judge — November 8, 1930 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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

Dinecror—Um-m-m—on second thought, I believe we'll shoot this leap of yours last! Home-coming Day As the old grad sees it W: didn’t have fancy clothes or modern fur- niture, but we had the old fight... . Big game day and not a drink in the house! . . . Son, where’s my bag a little snifter? . . «++ Imagine a Beta refusing a drink! ... I wonder where Row H is? ... If it’s in the middle of the field I'll cancel my donation to the chap- ter . . . those boys think moncy grows on trees... hello, there . . . look at that little baggage. . . . I'll bet she knows a thing or two. As the house president sees it Tre hours before game time and they've eaten most of the food already . . . suppose they think we run a free cafe- teria . . . we'll be living on beans until Christmas after we pay this bill. . . . Gawd, I'd like a drink . . . ought to suspend the house rules, but it’s too late now .. . can’t ex- pect the freshmen to stay sober with all these old fools waving bottles at them... wish I knew who stole my overcoat... hey!... that old buzzard’s making a pass at my sister. . ... Mr. Wentworth, let me introduce my sister, Anne .. . yes, we'll win, I think, but it'll be a hard game. JUDGE Two in the Bowl Sm I wish they'd hurry up and kick off or whatever it is they do! He: That's right—kick off. - Sue: Well, you see I’m learning. . . . Oh, look, Hank! Isn't that Myra Washtub over there? No—you’re looking the wrong way. Who's she with? Can you tell? He: No, I can’t... . Look, will you? There goes the kick off! Da-r-t-mouth! . .. Come on, doggone. . . . Lookit ’im GO! ... Oh, rats—just when he had a clear field, too! Sue: I don’t think you're a bit polite! I’m simply dying to find out who that is with Myra over there. I waved to her, but she didn’t see me. He: She might have been looking at the game. Sue: Which is Yale? Oh, the Blue ones, I s’pose. Well, they ought to win. They look so much rougher. He: IT’S OVER! IT’S OVER! Sue: How can it be over when it’s only just started? He: The ball’s over the line, I tell you! It’s a TOUCH- DOWN!.... Oh, Lord, they didn’t make it! Can you beat that for sour luck? Sue: I thought you said it was a touchdown. He: Well, it looked like it. Darn it, why didn’t they try a forward? Sue: How should I know, my dear? Anyways I think they look kind of stupid. He: Look at that run! ... Oh, boy, I bet he tore off—! Sue: Look, Hank! Myra’s seen us—she'’s waving! Can't you at least take off your hat? Gosh, I’m so excited I could shell peanuts! Think of actually being able to reco’nize somebody you know in this mob! He: They CAN’T put it over—they CAN’T! Look a’ that line—holding like a stone wall! ... Oh, damn!... It’s over! It's a touchdown! Sue: Well, isn’t that what you wanted it to be? He: HELL, no! That's Dartmouth’s goal! Sue: If you swear at me again, Cuthbert, I’m going straight home! —Lrioyp Mayen Treasure Island Modernized Bs Gunw broke down and sobbed like a baby when he saw me. “God,” he said, “I’m glad to see you. What's the latest news? Man, you don’t know what it means to be marooned 6n an island like this without your daily newspaper. For years and years I’ve been reading over the same old sheet I came here with. I know all the headlines by heart. Lis- ten: ‘Dry Agent Shoots Innocent Man’, ‘Policeman by Bandit’, ‘Broker Suicides in Downtown Hotel’, ‘Actress Sues for Divorce’, ‘Explorer Sails for South Pole’, ‘Government Officials Face Graft Quiz’, ‘Vote on Bond Issue Tomorrow’.” “It must be awful,” I agreed. “I think I’ve got this morning’s paper in my plane.” With a scream of delight, Gunn leaped into the cockpit and seized the paper. Unfolding it. he read the head- lines aloud: “Dry Agent Shoots an Innocent Woman’, ‘Bandit Kills | Policeman’, ‘Broker Ends Ali in Downtown Hotel’, ‘Actress in Divorce Suit’, ‘Explorer Sails for North Pole’, ‘High Officials in New Graft Quiz’, ‘Bond Issue Up to Voters Tomorrow’.” —Asia Kacowan comicbooks.com