Judge — October 1935 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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Off to Buffaloes (Continued from page 21) “First-rate,” he replied. “First-rate. They fought like wildcats going in, but once the picture began, they were fine. I think it’s the fault of parents to let them see any pictures that give them bad ideas while their minds are in this formative stage.” “Thou shall not be afraid for the terror by night, nor for the arrow that flieth by day; nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness, nor for the destruc- tion that wasteth at noonday. pees you know someone who is dying of cancer. Per- haps you know someone who is threatened with this “terror by night... this destruction that wasteth at noonday.” If so, you certainly will help fight cancer through the distribution to the public at large of the facts about cancer and its proper treat- ment. YOU CAN DO THIS—Buy from us today one dol- lar’s worth of the New York City Cancer Committee's Labels. Your dollar is spent in carrying on our work, The labels, used on your packages, will inform others of this campaign. ‘A NCER can often be cured when proper steps are tak- en in the early stages. A con- siderable part of cancer’s toll is due to public ignorance of the early signs and what phy- sicians, hospitals and_ clinics have to offer in the way of carly diagnosis and prompt treatment. Help us to spread this vital information. Think of the patient who comes too late for treatment and who, have been saved at an earlier time, and you will join hands with us today. a ss for full information, free of charge, to of Cancer, 1250 Sixth Avenue, New York. p----------- ae a ew eens ! NEW YORK CITY CANCER COMMITTEE ! 150 East 83rd Street, New York | For the $1 attached, send me 10 labels. Also send, ae {| without charge the new pamphlet, “On Health's | Highway.” ! It. | Name_ THIS COUPON | gris ria will bring you 10 | Addon _ _ Judge labels. Cut it out, ! sign, and mail it | City today, with your | check or a $1 bill. \ State had he been informed, might NOTE—If you live out-of-town, write | the American Society for the Control | decide after this, will you, dear? | Glory,’” sighed Mr. Cole. “That's right,” said Mrs. Cole. “You “Certainly,” said Mr. Cole. He felt very much’ the man, HREE evenings later, Hilda an- nounced a Mr. Gildersleeve. His business, he said, was personal, with the head of the house. “No, you ” said Mr. Cole, as Mrs. See what he wants, anyw rose. Mr, faced and stra red- ght to the point. “Good m here on rather un- pleasant business, I am sorry to say.” Mr. Cole, ildersleeve placed his derby on the floor, pressed his finger- Gildersleeve was large, evening. I Please sit down,” said wetting his lips. Mr. tips together. “It’s about the milkman this morning—poor chap,” he said “Wife and three kids, you know. He'll be out for six weeks, at the very least, I'm afraid.” “What milkman?” said Mr. “I don't know any milkman.” “His name Muller,” Gildersleeve, consulting a paper. “¢ Jes Muller. He has a broken leg. and I—as attorney for the dairy— must ask you to stand his doctor's bills, and cover his salary for the time his incapacity lasts.” “Why?” asked Mrs. Cole, with an intuitive foreboding. “Because he fell into the hole your children dug for him just below your back steps,” said Mr. Gildersleeve. “They covered it with fibre packing boards, and sprinkled dirt and grass over it. Muller says you could no more see it than the man in the moon.” Cole. said Mr. While Mr. Cole made out the check, Mr. Gildersleeve discoursed with Mrs. Cole, who hadn’t much heart for it. “You know,” he concluded, “I bet they got the idea from sneaking off and getting some grown-up half-wit to take ’em into one of these crazy wild animal movies. If I had any kids, myself, I wouldn't even let ’em see ‘The Little Colonel’ until they was twenty-one!” “You're dead right,” said Mr. Cole. “In fact, there's only one ray of sun- shine in the whole unfortunate busi- ness.” “What's that?” asked Mr. Gilder- sleeve, pocketing the check. “They might have seen ‘What Price comicbooks.com