Judge — January 30, 1932 — page 23: what you’re looking at

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sociated with: “When the Comes Over the Mountain”; lint Moen Keep Shining” and * JUDGE before he had a ¢ self between the ce to fling him- xe and the motor car and do a real bit of “Fireman | Lady Smile spare-my-child” on his knees. a large, 19. What statue aderned the top of — scowling face stuck itself inte his own the old Madison Square Garden; who and grrered “Who started this fire?” wrote a famous story around it, and Have you ever had the face of | whatever became of it? a busy fireman stuck into vours? Well, | 20, What are the ingredients of an my friend could do nothing but stutter 4 Alexander? the truth, which was badly worded (Answers on page 28.) and somewhat ambiguous:—"T did!” Oh, ve was the reply. “Well, Mind Your Manifold we'll see about dat later!” At this moment the hose, which had Wis, vou asked, happens when been attached, was trained on the car, your car catches fire in New which still gave off lots of smoke but York? — Well, this:—which was the nothing else. ‘The pressure went on experience of a friend of mine. and struck the car. It was such a My friend entered his car on one very fine pressure that it not only of the side streets of w York, — struck the car but sent it flying across pressed the starter, and was rewarded — the street, where it smacked into a K NES AND SIT N AGRKER! with a burst of flame that shot out — telephone pole, thus completely stav- . y from a cracked manifold. A large ing in its side. (No, not the pole’s.) lot of smoke followed, whereupon This was followed by additional but 54 they eviled up their doodads, put someone ran to a fire-alarm box and lexs fervid squirts, which suddenly yo. their nozzles, blew their noses turned in a turn-out call. ceased and gave way to four large nvirded their loins, and went a In less time than it takes to get a firemen, who arrived bearing buckets . eeathinik into the night. Full of the policeman into a speakeasy six engines ashes, These doughty fellows, —oioy of work magnificently done, to had appeared, including — steamers, ving heaven knows what dangers, Gream of fair night-gowned women in hooksie ladders, hot and cold squirters, open the doors of the car and burning hotels. pumpers, axers, ete, As the first en- sited these same ashes a My friend was left with one s ightly gine dashed up, the fiest fireman made — every inch of the upholstery soiled thing that looked like + hes p of a tying leap. axe in hand, toward the — case,” they explained, “of wet ashes, one headache and an order x fire, ready to do or die. My friend, to appear before the Fire Moguls. Not cheered momentarily by this jerous to mention damages: running into sev- response, suddenly went white when — ing the thing up brown, But it seems — Chat hundred boloncos, of which only he saw this forbidding apparition there is brown and browner. The "Small bit was paid by the insurance head for the ear. (After all, it way ashes having run out and a few hune ogiupan only a little trouble in the manifold.) dred squirts of chemicals turning up, P. S. The new manifold cost $3.65. Feeling for his child (by Chrysler), heaven-sent from somewhere, some- he intercepted the fireman and, much how, these were generously applied + in the mater af Uncle Tom pleading to the outside varnish of the cat. Unimportant Items for a cruller, he implored that the Anyway, there came that mysterious Ciseees Branen informs me that, fireman lay off and not swing that) trenchant «moment which — silently since this affair in Hawaii, Joe axe too avidly. At the same time he — steals into the lives of firemen. The Cook has stopped imitating Four 2 offered the fellow a small, but substan- — fun was over, the toys had to be put | Hawaiians. tial sum of money. away. The fire, in other words, was And, says Ben Wasson, times are He was promptly brushed aside, and — out. se hard Edna Millay is burning ier candle only at one end. - oN E “In This Corner—” v) sony past surttl WHo SAEED ; ho:tivet 4 KOR © ‘AT Ae: Sa ue rich folks who live in y) Mane , A an! DIS FAH? the big house up on the L \-¥ SS! ee = . hill back of “Bellyacres,” my ] uw) ye Connecticut digs, got them- x selves a new tar-baby butler a = the other day. They were en- 4 “a chanted with him, especially io with the fact that he was a professional boxer of som | small repute and would be a ] swell watchdog. It developed, however, that | he had a flaw. He was awful- ] : = ly slow on the table bell. di ut Were his mistress to ring the \F YOUR CAR CATCHES FRE, DONT INVITE FIRE DEPARTMENTS (Page 28, please) j a j comicbooks.com