Judge — August 1938 — page 18: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN! By G. Lynn Sumner (When NBC recently staged a nationwide spelling bee between the New York and Boston Advertising Clubs, the first word resulted in four casualties—including Charles E. Murphy, captain of the New York team. Given a reprieve, he and all other contestants went down on a word which Paul Wing, the spelling master, in- sisted was Mexico-American for cottage cheese. To salve the wounds of Captain Murphy, Teammate Sumner has contributed the follow- ing, with apologies to the shade of Walt Whitman.) O Captain! my Captain! the spelling bee is done, The hope of victory is lost, the prize we sought is gone, The friends who filled the studio, with spirits gay and jolly, Sit somberly in silent rows, with faces melancholy; For hark! they hear with sudden shock, The spelling master speak! “I WISH YOU'D BREAK THAT HABIT OF READING IN —And on the floor my Captain lies, BED!” Foundered on “bezeek*.” O Captain! my Captain! despair not at this thrust; By this same stroke, in Boston, another bit the dust, And by your side another lies, who bravely tried and fell, You are not yet beneath the sod—just underneath the spell; Hear Captain! dear Captain! The truth for which you seek: There is no one on all your team Knows how to spell “bezeek*.”” My Captain docs not answer, he lies as in a trance, But now he hears his name again—he has another chance! The spelling master turns a page—Oh surely he'll not joke us, And now the fateful word he speaks— My God! he says “ho-ho-kus**.” O Captain! my Captain! fear not the crowd's dismay, You came a hero to the match—a hero came away, A shining hero of the crowd—the lowly and the meek. No one among them all could spell “ho-ho-kus**" or “bezeck*.”” *bezique **jojocus The robber struck Mr. Parker on the head with a can of soup. that “setting dove hunting seasons for the South is a problem, as they are like- Wyte overlap the bird’s nesting per- i $ New York World Telegram. F We got a bop on the head once, and “LEMME KNOW WHEN TO TURN THE HOOK LOOSE.” felt the same way. comicbooks.com