Judge — August 15, 1931 — page 21: what you’re looking at

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“According to Winchell I'd better leave another quart 9 q starting next Wednesday! Provincetown, Aug. 16.—- Sir Iubert Fosdick, noted aviator, is pre- paring to break the long-distance preaching record in a submarine. In a few days he will go to the bot- tom of the Shelton Pool in a diving bell and, there, will conduct sermon tests to determine whether his text will rise to the surface. If all goes well Sir Hubert will descend to a depth of 300 feet off pe Cod, next Sand in a submarine equipped for bo up through the congregation. He be lieves he can carry enough oxygen for a 70-hour talk. Srrivzen Jew enGEN, Aug. 12.— Carl Norwegian — spced-skat- ing champion, will attempt to go on horseback from here to the North Pole, Next week he and his horse will hold workouts in Swift's Cold Storage Plant at Yonkers, N. Y., to determine the feasibility of this mode of Arctic travel. The explorer says that Baf- fin Land has the same surface as Bel- mont Park, and he believes that by carrying smoked glasses for the horse he will encounter the same difficulties as if he tried to go over Niagara Falls in an autogiro. Burraro, Aug. 13.—George Loom- is, spelling champion of this state, probably will undertake a trip sround the world in a reaper and hinder, hoping to beat the record set by Post and Gatty in the Winnie Mae. He will take the Great Circle course from Chicago, west through the Iowa wheat fields, to thence, out 0} Seattle; and, from ‘+ Murphy's Flats to Japan. In preparation for his round- the-world harvest Mr. Loomis is hav- ing the cutting edges of his machine replaced with pontoons, in case he runs into heavy cornstalks crossing the Dakotas. What a Summer! nour the only thing that reached a new high in Wall Street this year was the mercury in the ther- mometer. No Trust Fe. many the tale of maiden woe And many the romance busted And many the written lines to show That men cannot be trusted, ter this grievous state of things, Which were the more judicious, To have the ntlemen all grow wings Or the ladies less suspicious? —J. B.C. “Just my luck—Ube continued!” “This, Hattie, is the place you can see twenty miles from on a clear day. 19 comicbooks.com