Judge — February 1935 — page 28: what you’re looking at

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“Good morning Mister Brown, you haven't got my copy of udge there, have you?” g . d @ Truechildofhisera. One eye onan educa- tion and the other on a laugh. He leads the bal- anced life—learning and laughter—half and half @ That's what Judge does for the wise—sup- plies the laughter. Judge has only one serious mission in life, that of converting folks to fun Believing that nobody ever has too much of it. @ lf youevensuspectthat you could find space for a few more chuckles in your life. do some- thing about it—~NOW. Any sensible parent will be glad to mail the coupon for you. Enclosed find $1.50 Name... Address 18 East 48th Street New York, N.Y. A whole year of $950 laughs for. JUDGE ON ‘THE BENCH (Continued from page 14) After all, how are the Utilities any worse than any other major industry? Than the bakers, the motor manufact- pretty efficiently run to keep solvent. I have he charge a few hundred times the actual cost (plus a reasonable profit) of elec- tricity. Well, what of it? If there's pod whi ¥ Go without it for a w . g without it for a day. You'll run arest’ power mogul, t fat this id beg him to pleas Don't, howe lit halo n collecting their bills. . instead of whip cracking, 1 stamping the foot down hard on ests of the consumers, they tried dash of illuminating sweetness nd light in their methods. Suppose y didn’t send the collector around ren a bill fell behind a couple of pay- I'm sure th in afford to— missed a payment in the entire period of the depression— vhy it would do them a world of good! ead of being a despot and taking the rap for all the evils of the depres- sion. they would build up such public good-will that people would let their adios, curling irons, and electri operate day an of gratitude to the only benevolent ogre in the whole world, And statues to the ze line the streets, red lights willing- for by the taxpayers. ic potato BOOKS (Continued from page 1 other of his exciting adventures bring “em back alive and kee; alive in his Bronx Park zoo, For some reason we prefer Mr. Ditmars’ adven- tures to those of Frank Buck. Some- how Mr. Ditmars doesn’t advertise his doings quite so sensationally. We also think his snake lore is absolutely un- toppable and he has done more to de- bunk the purely literary fear of ani- mals, especially snakes, than any other person who has ever lived. We even know what we'd do if we ever met up with a bushmaster. We'd call up Dr. Ditmars and have him speak to the sar- pint over the telephone. —Tep Snane. comicbooks.com 2