Judge — June 27, 1931 — page 17: what you’re looking at

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“Smallpox,” said father hopefully. “Poison ivy.” said mother with the air of a connoisseur. “It itches,” said Junior, and began to scratch. ‘LT won't get any sleep with that child tonight,” said mother. Father said, “I wish you would sleep with the child tonight and let a little rest then.” “The last time he had poison ivy.” mother explained, “he cried because I tied his hands to keep him from pratching.” Then let him serateh,” was father’s nd maybe we'll have some e him get blood poisoning, rid mother, getting it from mosquito ." father replied. Jo you think they aren't biting mother asked. All right! We'll all get blood poi- soning. Who ¢ * father shoute “Now, can [ take a nap or can’t I He settled down comfortably. “Look, father,”’ said Junior. “There's a great big bee on your neck.” 30 away and keep quiet,” said mother thoughtfully. “Don’t bother your father now. He wants to take a nap.” —Cannort Cannout Fashion Note Ts summer the well-dressed man will wear his tailor’s credit out. The Cleaners and Dyers’ Institute of Chicago has defied Al Capone. It looks as if the last part of th might take on a special sign’ name ance. Public Relations ge bent a frown on the bigamist who Had formally taken a mate On seventeen proven occasions throughout A twelve-month of roaming — the state. “Before L continue with sentencing you,” He told him, “have you aught to gazed at the mothers-in law (All seventeen Whose presence in court was a coup of the stat: “Well, Judg pause, “My case scems to alter the old adage that A rolling stone gathers no maws.” ring his way), he said after a comicbooks.com