Judge — May 14, 1932 — page 23: what you’re looking at

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+ —-, SD NX SS ONT. — I \ — ™ did for her, Poor soupy. suppose we've all yot to } time. It's Life.” I looked into the bowl There on top, floated a little bright fish, one Id eye staring into eternity. So that was Goupy. Hm. And was! "Thuey led Ed away to put the love of God back into his soul asain, nd T looked around, And it broke on immediately (I'm terribly t Ed had yone tropic the boys. Everywhere I | wandered T saw aquaria, h m. Bathtubs, laundry tubs, bowls, an uick), sh on doand Ireds of ri aucers were swimming. ith multi-colored brillia ish. 1 looked up at the light lobes and bulbs and was disappointed to find weren't. Besides there hunks of piseatorial nalia, Special heate incubate aquarium flowed over . cavenpers everything. There wer even s e@ seahorses, The intirmary } fascinated me. There were ! h with tiny hotwater bot- ues strapped to them; a turtle with a bandayed e a thbreeder dashing around in a dish of apirin- water; and T even saw Stumpy, the newt. His toe was healing nicely and a little crutch lying next to his bed wa for him. I finally wandered back to the mourners. These kindred souls had whipped up their spirits and busy laying odds on a pair ing Siamese sardines having at each other in a tank in the middle of a table. The fish called Capital finally removing the adipose fin of the fish Labor, thus rendering it seahors de ombat, it was all over. At this point Ed came over and wiped the worry off my fa He said, “Yes, Jr., T have put away my kites, my puff billiards, my five short \ sets, and have become a tropi- al fisherman. I read, sleep, but do not eat, tropical fish. Aquatic Life published in Baltimor my bible. It’s marvelous—there’s nothing like the patter of little fins on your heart. JUDGE You can have your pinschers, baby lions, cup »d- griffons, trained fleas and white mice as pets. You can even have baby elephants in your home, But sive me an aquariumful of mouthbreede oy Tetra- yonupterus rubropticus at spawning time and Let me perform a cae- sarian on a bubbleblower with a pin, and save the kiddies and I touch the vim of heaven, Let me cure a turtle ta headache, nurse a youpy back to life after everyone has given her up, and I don't want food, sleep or other heap mortal thines. Let me feed, rse, clean, tend and teach the al- phabet to a horde rainbow hued denizens of the tropical deep and I don't want even happiness. I've yot it.” On which magnificent piece of pineroingt in rushed the nurs Mr Graham, Mr. Graham!" she cried vith a mouth full of the marble of excitement Everybody came to dropping all, ineh other's wives’ hands. “Tw ing on S puttin a new dress ampy when I look over into the tank of the b moons and who do you tl spluttered | a wom “You don’t mean mered Ed, in a voice | whistle of a conch shell. pluck- iny at th weed in his hair “Yes ther Mother and t ss doing well. Saved everyone of them. What shall et,” said Mr. Graham, “The Daily Mirror. When you yet it ask for Walter Winchell.” It was a wonderful evening of revelation and [can never ayain feel the same about pickled herrings. Best Stepper: Medley Hot Cha & iusic (Long-playiny —Selvin—Columbia. Business in F and the Casa Loma Stomp — Henderson Columb What Life! & Let That a Lesson—Coon-Sanders— Victor. Ly the Fireside & Love You Funny Thiny—Olsen—Victor. Devil and the Deep Blue 1—High Hatters—Victor. re the ord) Si 21 Come De Revolution! Ae Ss, and he w the cro shetto. nue sit trorl woik hodd en git revolution Evenue v hodd. live « berriz.” Whereupon < crowd kent itt sh!” chassi have w de pipple on Pok Eve- ver hoppotments and itt de pipple on Il live down t De pipple down here will den Evenue and itt stror mall voice from the and cried:- strorberriz. Dey srive speaker hesitated but a hen said sternly: nen you itt strorberriz! llicles of Sin I your crop is thinning out from a liyht derby hat riage ¢ i u're just been pull- ing it out for mattress stutting, I © clouds over the and wizened and s haranguing in th ew York pipple down here nottink. Come de Pok 1 woih “Comes de a tight wife, mar- dy decline of your Snusyyled up in iibb Bldg. on WINDOW 67 HMR comicbooks.com