Judge, 1931-03-07 · page 17 of 36
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“See him? “Ooh! DANDY HANDY CANDY BARS, Inter-Othi :D. Loth, ’ A. Tishweiler, Pres. Re: Thinking About Colds Joe gears none of my family has liked either horehound or licorice. There are also some branches of the family, the lish side, who can’t stand even the smell of anise. As for cinnamon, my ndmother left) my grandfather because he always had cinnamon on his breath. Or i very youn, tine and so do not remember exactly. That is why I would naturally be igainst putting in a line of Dandy Handy Candy Bar Coughies—there’s in idea! If you could make them with coffee flavor and call them Cough-ease ... Candy Coff-I In sure they would sweep the coun- try and otherwise meet a long felt demand. For those who are kept awake by coffee we could advertise that 99 percent. of the caffein had been Now I think we're getting s I'll keep right on my toes over this idea and let you know more tbout it soon. D. Loth, Treas. DANDY HANDY CANDY BARS, Inc. Inter-Office Memo Vom: Duffield Stong, Sales Mgr. T Tishweiler, Selling Cough Insurance As most of the sales staff have colds, ** I've naturally contacted them in this matter of Dandy Handy Candy (Continued on page 31) was cloves. I we He's a baron.” Beer?” Art Deaten—Tanks at the front? War Pai “Shh! You'll put him off his game!” Efficiency nonny nonny for Business H" Sfliciency ! (That's the base varlet who smothers my smile If, of a letter you've had a sufficiency, Tl make it vanish for aye in our files. Sing boopa doop for our new filing cabinet, Indexed and cross-indexed up to its nose ; If you've a treasure and fear some- one’s nabbin’ it, I'll hide it safe till old Gabriel blows. Here in our files, & Ia mode and infallible, On the D-one Zero Nine (in green) shelf; Give me your love letters—anything val'able And no one will find it—not even mysclf!—Arnenr G. Mineer die I don’t see any tanks! rn—They’re camouflaged! a comicbooks.com