Judge, 1937-08 · page 11 of 37
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MILESTONES IERHAPS amateurs on the radio wouldn't be so nervous if they could only realize they're not half as fright- ened of us as we are of them. v And not only do we get all kinds of amateurs on our radio, but now they even show up to repair it. Vv And just when it seemed that all the possible uses for beaverboard had been discovered, the sandwich shoppes hit upon toasting it. v Nobody is.too insignificant to be wor- thy of your friendship. Even the lowly newspaper editor of today may become the powerful gossip columnist of tomor- row. 7 As we understand it, a politician is willing to do anything on earth for the workers except become one of them. v Now our local bank is entirely air conditioned, whereas formerly it was only the president's office that was thirty degrees cooler inside. v We are fast regaining our grip. One waiter reports that the other night he found 8 million dollars in computations on a tablecloth and 20 cents in cash. v It doesn’t bother us for our wife to try to keep up with the Joneses. What burns us up is the way she tries to keep ahead of them. v Another lesson you can learn right at home is that you can only trust one end of a tube of shaving cream. v After serving us steadily for over a hundred years, street cars are going out just when people were beginning to catch on to their schedules. v It's easy to recall the date of a peace treaty. You just figure out between what two wars it was drawn up. v A tribe of hostile Indians has been discovered in the northwest. It’s still voting the straight Republican ticket. v And all our brilliant centuries of progress haven't gone for naught. The mounds we dwell in now have wheels under them. August 1937 They're Tenting Tonight on the Old Camp Grounds. comicbooks.com