Judge — January 1935 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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Judge The Gold Plate By Hugh McKay “TT ALL started at the reunion of the class of Naughty-naught the sum- mer before last,” said the club bore, moving his chair around in such a way as to pr © all possible escape. am Newton, who had worked his way through college waiting on tables, invited the entire class to cc ests, to his estate in Culpepper Coun- ty, Virginia, for the next if We pered exce dear old as |b 1 apparently he had been smart enough to dodge the At any rate the in- depression as well. vitation was unanimously accepted, and Old Sam put a private car at our dis- posal in New York to take us all down. We were met at station by a fleet of Rolls Royce of us were soon drivi 1 all eighteen g through the grounds that ma Sam called were twenty gardeners “Pardon mah Southern accent—” “My! Such language. working full time. TI beautifully jowl, groome and the birds sang in the golden sunlight. bly elaborate. On our arrival a corps and valets seized lunkey ar things, ad we were ushered into the huge liv- ing room to be greeted Old t of, he by our host. add vat several m made Cleari: an openir his I'm glad to have ant to tell you what My cellar, which is, ve to offer. of course, pre-prohibition, is entirely at dle horses for those who wish to ride. mn to the swimmin; finest in the south My and ci ¢ pool, There's course, all with of course. And clubs and balls private Idies, Oo if You ought to be muzzled!” my ce e's trapshooting, e are cars for J if you'd like to look the country ove if you w ‘Indoors’ went on course bridge ar ad the li camelot and backgam- mon i There's billiar dow? stairs, an excellent be I doubt if tl you can de- sire that we do not have here. And here } dhe looke sling alley. re’s anythin Except ‘omen!’ eye flashed hoof us in mit women about. nly at ‘I do not pe! Tama b: ud if you have to have rood time, I'm afraid I cannot help you! Well, we all elor, women to have said we didn’t give a damn. about women and that seemed to suit him. Later we had gathere: in the main room and were havir cocktails, wh: mentioned to Sam that he would like to be shown 1 someone “Don’t you think I sink a bit too low in this model?” 12 comicbooks.com