Judge, 1936-12 · page 44 of 53
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The best things in Life are... now in JUDGE! larger New JUDGE wider in scope thicker slicker and quicker... s with this issue. All tl JUDGE features. The kind which have made it Official Tickler of America’s: Funny- bone since 1881, HIGH HAT MRS. PEPS CROSSWORDS MOVIES BOOKS BRIDGE WIT-NITS -MANY OTHERS! Plus the fine, familiar features and headliners from LI Re- views, satire, cartoons, penetrat- ing criticism by the experts GEORGE JEAN NATHAN DON HEROLD KYLE CRICHTON “ARE YOU SURE?” -MANY OTHERS! Subscribe Today A whole year of entertain- 0 ment for only S1.. r----- ' JUDGE Vis B. asth St. New York, NY find 81.50 for a yea scription | stand, so you don't get anywnere HIGH HAT (Continued from But the Screwball ditfers in that the seat 1s mounted on a hefty spr which gives A toss with cach revo. You look like a fora flight which $125.00. you a heave ar lution of the pedal grasshopper tuning U never KNIFI folks with imagination THROWING: Fine savage fun for Five big. steel And a Take a knife, draw a mental picture of your in-laws, the landlord, or fly! knives, like the circus boys use pine board let $15.00 seems a bit steep, but Woolworth’s is at Sth and the boss, and Oth if you don't like it. Hatrerusn Kit mium topped. A dandy brush, chro. Inside the top. there nestles a razor, blades, comb, and shav- ing cream. Everything but pajamas and a blonde. $10 Sturrep Ow: Last and best of all the game! A genuine Great Horned Owl, mounted pole. He glares,-he flaps, he teeters and sways in a manner at once inviting and truculent. He is supposed to attract crows and hawks for the hunter (bring your own gun, Egbert!), who knocks them off from ambush. We were ca-razy for this item, though we quivered with fright every time Mr. Schauffler jerked strings. Only the piffling sum of his pur- chase kept us apart—a mere $30.00. on a collapsible his * Wassail—should you care for a bit of Christmas cheer that’s rare and old and mellow and authoritative, Bellows and Company, America’s most discrimi- nating liquor dealers can supply you with some liquid treasures, 1865 Cognac will cost you just $9.65 per bottle, 58 feo [SIofUlT} lola NIE [wi siP lal e221) tuns you $11.50, “48, $17.00 and for even more classic palates, 100 year old Cognac can be had for $29.00. Ah, bouquet! For you barbarians, beer still costs just 10c per can God Rest Ye, from your old pal In any event, here's a Merrie Gentlemen, Junior FIRE! FIRE! FIRE! ONE OF the most enjoyable confla- grations which it has ever been our lot to attend was the specially arranged holocaust of the Pyrene (advt.) people over in Newark a while back They do things right. You get all the thrills of seeing somebody else's property going up in smoke, while lis tening to hillbilly music, eating hot dogs, and knocking off a fine series of beers in a neat sequence The show is for Fire Chiefs, though we missed Mr. Wynn, the Chiefest of Em all. The Pyreners stage the show in a sort of a ball park. They sct houses afire with all the glee of small boys. They toss torches into varnish vats, and holler with delight as the flames leap skyward. They sling hundreds of gal- lons of gasoline and kerosene around with the complacent assurance that their extinguishers will yet arrive in time 0 save the insurance companies a lot of dough And they do. Mere slips of girls white waltz up to the giant blazes, curtsey in twice, and turn on the little tanks. The flames snarl and crackle—then le down and holler “Uncle!” It's wonder- ful and touch up the wife's new scrim cur. you can hardly wait to go home tains, just to try out the extinguisher. Solution to Life's November Puzzle a] < [|S SA] [S| penne comicbooks.com