Judge — April 9, 1932 — page 22: what you’re looking at

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For the Kiddies 66 Pucs” Baer, Frisco, and Peter Arno were splitting a pot of tea between them in the oaken grill of Billy La Hiff’s Tavern th’other afternoon. “Bugs” was reciting his next day’s column to the other two glums when a bus boy clattered past with a tall pile of plates in his arms. Frisco, who stutters like a testifying sheriff, said, “Th-th-that- b-b-b-boy is a h-h-heavy 1-l-loser! That's the th-th-third ack in t-t-twenty m-minute: Mr. Arno is mentioned because he is the one who laughed. Tea indeed! Government Balked [ecrzese you've wondered at the sudden stopping of the raiding of the swankier Hush Halls, As usual I can explain. JUDGE It seems the loop in the Law which le it okay for raiders to cart y the expensive furnishings and decorations is to blame. The mana- ger of the town’s swankiest Ur- banesque cellar himself told me about it all. He received notice he w to be raided at four o'clock two d hence from the notice. The day before the raid a Revenue laddie visited the place with several men who turned out to be representatives of competing moving and storage firms. They looked the pla ov carefully and put in their bids for carting the interior away. It seems the lowest bid was too high and the Gov'mint couldn't afford to raid. Early the next morning the manager of the Dither Den was notified the raid was off. That can only mean that moving and storage firms are being paid by the controlling underworld to bid too high. It’s veddy smart! If these Higher-ups of the Lower-downs can persuade the Yale & Towne Company to boost the price to $1,000,000 per m: padiock, the whole Speakeasy situa- tion will be eternally safe for inces- sant sipping! Not So Fast One E was hitting it up quite a little clip because it was getting late and he was yawning for bed. His wife was with him. Suddenly a bale- ful, gleaming eye swung into line behind him, a siren whirred meanly and the Law was asking him to “Pull up to tha koit So he did a little quick thinking and before the Law had a chance to get out its book and pencil he said quickly “Officer, please don’t stop me now. My wife is That Way and I’m rushing her to the hospital.” But before he had a chance to shove his gears into first and make his getaway—for his wife was noth- ing of the kind—a look of fatherly understanding and stern duty had crept into the eye of the Law who said “That's different, Mister. We gotta yet going then. You fall in comicbooks.com