Judge — August 1938 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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ARTIST TO HIS FINGERTIPS HE comic page artist eased him- self out of bed and presently was singing merrily in the shower. Suddenly his singing ceased. In robe and slippers he hurried into the immaculate kitchen. Out of the pantry he dragged a bushel basket of soiled dishes and stained sil- ver ware. These he piled in the beauti- ful porcelain sink. “People downstairs are swell,” he muttered. “These are soiled just right.” From another basket he took a dozen bottles filled or partly filled with sour milk. He stood these in the electric re- frigerator, eyeing them with satisfaction. “Tough to lug those up from the delica- tessen,” he thought, “but it is worth it.” Back in the bedroom he strewed shirts, collars and ties over the floor and emptied a laundry bag in a corner. Hastily setting up a card table in the liv- 12 ing room he scattered cards and poker chips on top. From a cigar box he took an accumulation of cigarette butts and cigar stumps, filling and overflowing several ash trays. Surveying the scene with satisfaction, he dressed, reflecting that in half an hour he would be driving to the station to meet his wife, returning from her summer vacation, He thought with a smile of the funnies he would draw later in the day at his office. “Gosh, Molly will be tickled,” he said to himself, ‘finding the house the way I've always drawn it in vacation time. I mustn’t forget to tip the office boy for collecting all those cigar stumps.”” In the kitchen for a final look, he wondered what was lacking. Then he cracked some eggs into a skillet, scorched them thoroughly, and scraped the contents onto a plate, which he set on the table in the breakfast nook, dec- orating it with a soiled fork and stained ‘cup. Then, tossing the egg shells at ran. dom on the floor, he rubbed his hands: “Perfect. She'll have a marvelous homecoming,” he exclaimed. ‘Some- thing she can tell her friends about. It's really a pleasure to do things for her. She gets such a kick out of the way she thinks men live alone.” —McCreapy Huston. sae A portion of Major C——- M. W—— will be unveiled by the Richmond Light Infantry Blues Auxiliary at 8:30 o'clock Monday night at the Blues Armory. Richmond ‘Times-Dispatch. Strip tease? The Judge comicbooks.com