Judge — February 1933 — page 20: what you’re looking at

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t ; IT 7 CAPITOL HILL-BILLY By Lawton Mackall “V ELL, Senator! The chairman of Consolidated Super-Industries, Inc.—one of America’s great headaches—rose hospitably and extended his hand. prised to see me, I guess. I'm in town on some iH investigating and thought I'd look you up. But don’t rcs get nervous, It ain't you we're after—so far as I know.” “Well, hardly!” laughed the man of business, and } mopped his brow. “Er .. have a cigar?” Senator MeWhiffle took one; broke off an end and crumpled it into his corncob, Then, rejecting the proffered lighter in favor of a sood-old-fashioned match—wielded cracklingly upon _ still-more-antique fumed oak—he settled down to the contentment of what sounded like death rattles. “After all,” coughed his a pipe, is there “Nope,” declared the great man AY with that racy quotableness which has been such a p to Wash- ington correspondents in filling up their columns, he added: “I vote dry but I smoke wet.” During the ensuing chuckles a Persian-blue medallion of the rug was used as a cuspidor. “You're a card!” said his host. “You'r nother!” was the instinctive parlis istener, “there’s nothing like comeback. Then, recollecting himself: “How's bani these days “Wasn't it bananas that brought you to Washington that time we had the little dicker in the lobby? Or could it have been unbleached hemp?" “It was gimlets,” said the man of business, with dignity. “I made certain representations to you in behalf of one of our subsidiaries, the Gillespie Gimlet & Gadget Co,” “Good night, dedasar “Good morning, Mr. Brown, you haven't by any chance got my re- port card with you?” comicbooks.com -