Judge — June 27, 1931 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE Observations on a Rural Station Platform T" few who drop their business cares, In time to h the four-thirteen, Are often people of affairs, And met by showy limousine. Those backbones of the common weal, Who take the train at half-past five, Are driven to their evening meal By runabouts when they arrive. ‘The patrons of the four of six, A hardy folk and vigorous, Are frequently more apt to fix Their eye upon the local bus. The overworked, who ride upon The snail-like seven-twenty-eight, Are never met by anyone And predisposed to rail at fate. —Parxre Cumainos That Little Summer Rest Spot “Tr's certainly a relief to get away from the bustling city,” mother observed as she sat on the porch and glanced through the city paper. “I see The Fair's having another White Goods § I'd like to be in town for th “I'm glad you're not.” said father. “We all need a rest. Would you be lieve it, I couldn't sleep a wink last night! It was so quiet. Isn't that marvelous?” “Wonderful,” said mother sarcasti- cally. “You kept me awake tossing * said father, settling down, the most of this calm a quiet. We've only got this pls two weeks. I’m going to take a nap. Will you rase ask Junior to stop “He's frightened of something. 1 don’t believe it's good for his nerves here. You know how delicate he is. The doctor said—" “Of course it's good for his nerves. Best thing in the world. Now, will you please keep quiet and let me nap?” “I will not keep quiet. You bring me out to this place, where there isn’t a soul to talk to or a thing to do and—" If you want to do something and talk, talk to some of the people around here and find out if we it get some sweet milk and some ice to keep it sweet for a few minutes and some screens to keep the bugs out, and a few other little comforts that'll make this place habitable.” “Look, what's the r with m said Junior, appearing in blotches. w “Business? Bah! Why, lady, I used to ride this horse on the bridle-path at Central Park.” comicbooks.com