Judge — January 16, 1932 — page 23: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE self? Try and be a man when you > Hvac 3 1 come out. And now, Dale Carson, [ Feelguy —__ sentence you to a year in’ state's Utd prison for the crime of attempted sui — Th ; cide.” Was it a year, or more? He - didn’t know. Yes, drowning was out. A revotver, then? But shooting was painful. And it must be ac- curately done. He might miss a vital spot. Besides, a man had some pride. Right there was another idea, It must look like an accident. What was left? The rumble of the subway beneath his fect obtruded it- self upon his musing. The subway, that was it! It would meet all the requirements. What more natural than a slip of the foot as an express came tearing. in? “There goes the elevator inspecto One quick, annihilating blow and all would be over. And no headlines next day: “Clerk, Despondent, Kills Se’ People would read instead: Dead in Subway 5 ing would be swift and painless. His name would remain clean. That was the way. And—no time like the present! Before his nerve could fail. Do it now, He smiled as he remembered the motto on the desk of his department buyer. Two blocks away was a subway station, Pres curtep, he had not noticed the automobile truck storming down the side street. Now, as he stepped from the curb, there was a scream of brakes, the squawk of a horn and a panic-stricken Irish face staring down at him. All this he felt in the crowded in- Al Capone.” stant of his desperate backward leap. sr, an’ we'll split a trillion dollars, I betcha.” Livid with rage and fright, Carson scrambled to his feet. “You're a hell of a driver!” he raged at the seared chauffeur, “It's a wonder you didn’t kill me! Officer! Officer!" Lines toa Misguided Friend Given to Interior Decorating O". Lapy, button up your face And let your chatter be more frugal. Abandon Art, for I can trace It all to Alice Foote MacDougall. —M. Railroad employees will soon be zed to take a cut in wages. We'd hate to be the motorist at the crossing “Quick—wake up and get a job. He says the depression is over!” just after the engincer hears about it. comicbooks.com